2025년 1월 14일 화요일

Funeral for a Friend - Monsters


Scattered seeds and breaking stormsWon't make a decent lie for youNaked and with every breath you climb the stairsStep by stepAnd I don't need thisI don't need to be savedFive steps awayFrom this cliff topAnd birds sing their praisesTo this weary world that haunts my weary soul
There are monsters hereAnd as you screamIt makes no senseIt makes no senseIt makes no sense at all
There are monsters hereAnd as you screamIt makes no senseIt makes no senseIt makes no sense at all
In every despairI'll find you standing thereWaiting with the bitter taste of envy on your sleeveBecause tonight is our nightAnd I don't want thisNo, so won't you let me go?
There are monsters hereAnd as you screamIt makes no senseIt makes no senseIt makes no sense at all
There are monsters hereAnd as you screamIt makes no senseIt makes no senseIt makes no sense at all
As every animal will find itself a homeAs every man and womanWell, they'll just lose controlAnd we can make ourselves believeThat I don't want this that I don't need thisNoI have this to myself
There are monsters hereAnd as you screamIt makes no senseIt makes no senseIt makes no sense at all
In every despairI'll find you standing thereIt makes no senseIt makes no sense at all
Sense at all

Sense at all 

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