Verse. Seeing monsters. Out your window. I know you can’t sleep. You pretend though. You don’t have to. Play the hero. Cause I got you. Like you got me. When the earth shakes. When the bombs scream. T
The houses around me. Are filled with people who panic. They hear the noise and the static. And then we all become frantic. We hear the omens and legends. We're praising gold and our pleasures. We're
Verse. You say I make you nervous, a tragedy. I’m a beautiful disaster, a reckoning. You wonder how I got this way (You wonder how I got this way). You think I’m someone to be saved, someone to clean
