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  1. Monsters

From the recording Bright in Bad Weather

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Lyrics

I stole the gavel from the judge
I had to hold it myself
He might have let me off
I didn’t want him to
I didn’t want him to
I didn’t want him to
Scratches on home movies
Flicker on the screen
Markings on what was once pure
Scars telling stories of innocence lost or
Maybe I forfeit it
Maybe I forfeit it
Maybe, well maybe, well maybe, it’s that I forfeit it
I didn’t think I would become
The very monsters that I am afraid of
While I was tending to scraped knees and playing in the grass
(X2)
Sometimes I see that little girl in the mirror still; it’s me
But there’s a lag between her movements and mine
Something’s wrong, something’s really wrong it seems
But I didn’t think
I didn’t think I would become
The very monsters that I am afraid of
While I was tending to scraped knees and playing in the grass
(X2)
I had this moment where I wondered how it
Ended up this way
I didn’t think I would become the very monsters that I am afraid of
While I was tending to scraped knees and playing in the grass
I didn’t wanna become
I didn’t think I would become the very monsters that I am afraid of