Monsters
monsters don't sleep under my bed.
they sleep inside my head.
and they tell me i'm better off dead.
the monsters scream at me.
seeing that i won't leave.
as i hold on to sanity by my sleeve.
with the monsters at my door.
i'm better off dead.
than everything I've ever dread.
they sleep inside my head.
and they tell me i'm better off dead.
the monsters scream at me.
seeing that i won't leave.
as i hold on to sanity by my sleeve.
with the monsters at my door.
i'm better off dead.
than everything I've ever dread.