The creature,it lures me baits me
waits till its dark then takes me...
The creature's not alone,I am its entertainment,its plaything
Its friends,they laugh,they screech
They whine,they whimper they gnash their teeth
They wait till I'm alone overwhelme me to the bone
So i scream and i grimace,I whimper,I beg
But it doesn't matter,they don't care
They holler mercilessly,watch as i rip out my hair
choke down another keg
With death filled longing,i manage to cope...
These creatures,these beasts
They lurk somewhere deep inside
Smothering the hope
Somewhere even I can't hide...
They think I'm weak and crying i agree
How can i argue?
Just look at me.
Too bitter to let go
Too angry to see
The truth is,these creatures?
They're my favorite part of me
