1. |
Monsters
03:26
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And now I hear them scream
They’re deep inside my body
And they're becoming me
And now I feel them crawling
And now I hear them scream
They’re deep inside my body
And they're becoming me
[Bridge]
My body is a cage
Holding me captive
And I'm buried so deep
That my screams sound like whispers
My body is a cage
Holding me captive
And I'm buried so deep
That my screams sound like whispers
And I'm screaming
I'm screaming
My throat is ripped to pieces
Can you hear me calling from down here?
I need your help
I need your hand
I need someone to pull me out of the dark
I've been down here for so long
My eyes have adjusted and I can see clearly now
I've been down here
For so long that it's become like a home to me
[Chorus]
And now I feel them crawling
And now I hear them scream
They're deep inside my body
And they're becoming me
And now I feel them crawling
And now I hear them scream
They're deep inside my body
And they're becoming me
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2. |
Skin
04:03
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3. |
Letters to the Hospital
03:23
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4. |
Scars
03:27
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I've been out here for some time now
hearing these waves
breaking down to the ground
I've been out here for some time now
watching these waves
breaking down, to nothing
and sometimes I
feel just like
one of those waves
breaking down and building up again
and sometimes I
feel just like
breaking down and breaking down and
there are scars
on my skin
there are bruises
on my bones
and no, they do not make me less beautiful and no, they do not take away from me
I've been sitting on this bathroom floor alone
letting out all the waves from my soul
I've been sitting on this bathroom floor alone
counting the drops, being let go from my bones
and sometimes I
feel like one of those waves
breaking down and building back up again
and sometimes I
feel like
breaking down and breaking down and
there are scars
on my skin
there are bruises
on my bones
and no, they do not make me less beautiful and no, they do not take away from me
and your scars are, a big part of you
on your skin, just like a tattoo
they hold a part of your story,
don't ever let them go
there are scars
on our skin
there are bruises
on our bones
and no, they do not make us any less beautiful
and no, they do not take away from us
and no, they do not make us any less beautiful
and no, they do not take away from us.
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