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Monster
Glazed, ice on ice,
Dark holes in the night,
it creeps under your skin
up through your nose
you breathe it in
stumbling around
you shake
jitter
and still back for more
the monster in your closet
that always calls your name
and you you follow it anyway
though you know the game
it glitters in the sun
fire in a bag
you soar so high
then you crash
my love
unholy monster
Dark holes in the night,
it creeps under your skin
up through your nose
you breathe it in
stumbling around
you shake
jitter
and still back for more
the monster in your closet
that always calls your name
and you you follow it anyway
though you know the game
it glitters in the sun
fire in a bag
you soar so high
then you crash
my love
unholy monster
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