Monsters
Muddy boots and an old coat hang by the pane
Compact from a blackened rain
White teeth with their single goal, no control
Pull me over the edge of the world
The hunt's been on for days, I'm wide awake
They'll snatch me up in my sleep
I'm carried into the depths of a cave
Where not a single soul could be saved
And I could see it from before
That they were wanting more and more
Not an ounce of mercy was stored
In that hardened heart of yours
From my bed one night, I could see the searching lights
In a muted dream I couldn't even scream
And all I heard was the numbing sound of defeat
I'm what he seeks
The monster hasn't eaten in weeks
In a bleak and unlit cage, I am afraid
They lead me on in a death parade
And by now I've forgotten the time of day
It doesn't matter much anyway
Out of the darkness I could see
That he mistakenly left me the key
And to escape all I would need
Were my own two hands to rightly flee
From my bed one night, I could see the searching lights
In a muted dream I couldn't even scream
And all I heard was the numbing sound of defeat
I'm what he seeks
The monster hasn't eaten in weeks
No he could never capture me
No he could never capture me
No he could never capture me
Compact from a blackened rain
White teeth with their single goal, no control
Pull me over the edge of the world
The hunt's been on for days, I'm wide awake
They'll snatch me up in my sleep
I'm carried into the depths of a cave
Where not a single soul could be saved
And I could see it from before
That they were wanting more and more
Not an ounce of mercy was stored
In that hardened heart of yours
From my bed one night, I could see the searching lights
In a muted dream I couldn't even scream
And all I heard was the numbing sound of defeat
I'm what he seeks
The monster hasn't eaten in weeks
In a bleak and unlit cage, I am afraid
They lead me on in a death parade
And by now I've forgotten the time of day
It doesn't matter much anyway
Out of the darkness I could see
That he mistakenly left me the key
And to escape all I would need
Were my own two hands to rightly flee
From my bed one night, I could see the searching lights
In a muted dream I couldn't even scream
And all I heard was the numbing sound of defeat
I'm what he seeks
The monster hasn't eaten in weeks
No he could never capture me
No he could never capture me
No he could never capture me
Credits
Writer(s): Joni Celeste Fatora, Chris Petrosino, Robert Mccurdy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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