Monster
Charlie Cunningham
I'll applaud and stamp my feet
Sit forward in my seat
Unimpaired by the world surrounding me
Mirrors, smoke machines
It's never quite how it seems
I've been there, now I'm taking care
With my vacant stare prepared
You were talking in your sleep
Said something about me
Wake up begging your pardon
That's when it all gets personal
Because we're all so capable
It came as soon as our back turned
It burns and we'll curse them
These days are pulling us backwards
Still learning
Just know to never broadcast your monsters
But they're making it so hard to stop them
You'll try and so will I
We know to never broadcast our monsters
But it's making it so hard between us
We know to never broadcast our monsters
But it's making it so hard between us