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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hillary Dumoulin
Hillary Dumoulin
Songwriter

歌詞

It's the monster under your bed
These days you invite him out to play
You're not scared now of the dark
The way you were back in those days
He'll dig his grip in down to your soul
Erase all of the faces that you know
Heavy pockets full of fools gold
When you leave tonight you're not coming home
Get a taste you can fly away and you just might fly for days
Takes every word it takes every breath and all the things you'll never get a chance to say
Hear the buzzin', all the machines
The Docs confirmed no brain activity
And daddys screaming', what do you mean?
This isn't how his life was meant to be
Get a taste you can fly away and you just might fly for days
Takes every word it takes every breath and all the things you'll never get a chance to say
Now your sisters holding your mom
Cus she's right broke down, crying' in the hall
All the pictures, all your smiles
Take on a different meaning now
Got a taste and you couldn't stay, you were born to fly away
How I wish I could hear them now all the things you'll never get a chance to say
You never got a chance to say
Its the monster
Written by: Hillary Dumoulin
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