im not the monster under your bed
im not the creature that lurks in your closet
im the fear breeding itself inside the truth

you try so hard to deny

and we're coming for you


you decieved us
afriad to lose

what you were
ready to kill


no one wants to save you
so scream all you want
and maybe god will take you

away from us

with a gun pointed to ur $#&@ing head

could you still tell me that
this is what you meant


think im losing my mind

and i promise

ill tear the skin from your bones
if i see your face again
if i find out where you've been


and i promise
ill tear the skin from your bones

if i see your face again
if i find out where you've been


i bet if we ripped off your face wed find
another mask
that you hide behind


and you can barely contain
the regret spilling out of your eyes

its a little to late for you
its a little to late
to apologize