Rob Bonfiglio

Lyrics

MONSTERS

When your luck becomes your burden
And your fear your only friend,
Steady stream of Monday morning
In a week that never ends

Dreams become a warning
In a life of little shame,
Settled in for winter's warming
In a motel by the interchange

It's hard, re-evaluating in style,
Big Star, and early rock & roll on the dial

Shout it from the rooftops, wake the living dead,
Daddy's fighting monsters living in his head

Don't forget to fuel up, there's evil by the mile,
Runnin' from the mark of the devil in your smile, woah

Don't believe in simple logic
Where there's complicated truth,
There's a critic on your shoulder
In a desperate plea for youth

Promises ain't worth it
Guarantees don't make it so,
And a compromise ain't what it seems
When every word is "no"

Shout it from the rooftops, wake the living dead,
Daddy's fighting monsters living in his head

Stay home after midnight, don't forget to pray,
You'll be fighting monsters on any given day, woah

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