Seafret - Monsters Lyrics
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Monsters
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What Are The Lyrics For Monsters By Seafret?
Cold in the dark
With the sound of my heart Hiding alone down on the floor Out of my depth And I'm holding my breath Don't wanna go outside the door Paralysed by my own emotion Out of my mind looking for a way out of here Terrified and my feet are frozen Something inside got me wondering is this real? Is this real? I'm hearing voices in my head I don't want to hear I don't want to fear Say you ain't afraid of nothing Everybody's scared of something Smoke in my chest From my last cigarette And the dogs start to howl at the moon Black silhouettes come to haunt me again Creeping out from the shadows of the room Paralysed by my own emotion Something inside got me wondering is this real? Is this real? I'm hearing voices in my head I don't want to hear I don't want to fear I'm seeing monsters in my bed I don't want to see I don't want to fear Say you ain't afraid of nothing Everybody's scared of something I want to let you know I ain't afraid no more I want to let you know I'm hearing voices in my head I don't want to hear I don't want to fear I'm seeing monsters in my bed I don't want to see I don't want to fear I want to let you know I want to let you know I want to let you know Say you ain't afraid of nothing Everybody's scared of something |
Who Wrote Monsters By Seafret?
Harry John Draper, Jack Sedman, Ross Hamilton
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What's The Duration Of The Monsters By Seafret?The duration of Monsters is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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