Monsters
You beast you monsters you evil little things.
You creep up at night to break my wings.
You thieves you robbers you stole my life.
You walked up to my soul and cut it out with a knife.
If you flip a coin will it land on heads or tails?
Why do you have me standing on these rusty nails?
You tied up my heart with tape.
Now will you take off that stupid cape.
Why don’t you show me who you are?
You’ve already given me a cut that will scare.
The blood on your hands
are from wounds that will be hard to cleanse.
You’re monsters you’re beasts you’re fiends
Like I said before you’re evil little things
You are unholy
and so slowly
You find a way to kill me from inside out.
As I draw my blade
I find out you’re a shade.
But as I said before you are a monster.
My life is through
But I am telling you
I’ll come back and it is true
that it will be the end of you.
You creep up at night to break my wings.
You thieves you robbers you stole my life.
You walked up to my soul and cut it out with a knife.
If you flip a coin will it land on heads or tails?
Why do you have me standing on these rusty nails?
You tied up my heart with tape.
Now will you take off that stupid cape.
Why don’t you show me who you are?
You’ve already given me a cut that will scare.
The blood on your hands
are from wounds that will be hard to cleanse.
You’re monsters you’re beasts you’re fiends
Like I said before you’re evil little things
You are unholy
and so slowly
You find a way to kill me from inside out.
As I draw my blade
I find out you’re a shade.
But as I said before you are a monster.
My life is through
But I am telling you
I’ll come back and it is true
that it will be the end of you.
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