Under my bed
deep in my head
they only seem to want me dead
they want to see my blood run red
nothing to protect me
when i finally see
the only real monster is what i see in the mirror
and there is no way to protect those i hold dear
my soul burns with an angry black flame
it wants to point and blame
but i am done playing that game
those shadows aren't the real thing
cause the only real monster is me
and its never been more clear to see