LoveDrug
The Monster:
The sky is growing dark you should pack your bags
And leave your childern behind
I hear egypt is nice this time of year
The shadow from outside are creeping in here
In dreams it seems you're lacking of the dreams your need to wake up
Just to run out of luck
Careful the monster is round that corner and he's waiting for blood tonight
He knows that you might fight back
Your eyes are growing dark the windows to your soul are showing off
It's hard for me to say "that's how I like it"
Baby the screaming from the cellar never helps
You're dreams they seem to leave you so alone
In dreams it seems you can't fight
But some weapons might be nice
Careful the monster is down that hallway drooling over your tasty arm
He knows that you can't harm him ever
But he doesn't know you've got an exorcism show
But now he knows
Rot in hell, rot in hell