Lyrics

I was just a boy when you took me to your bedroom nude.
And there, you woke these feelings as you whispered no one must know.
Because, God and monsters are real. They’re beneath your bed. They are real.
God and monsters, they are real. They are real.
Now I became a man amongst monsters your whispers invoked. While you chose to be a victim for the righteous and a jealous God.
God and monsters are real. They’re beneath your bed. They are real.
God and monsters, they are real. They are real. They are real. They are real.
There upon the window of your life a fog is lifting.
Where the letting go and holding on once resisted.
Through the bitter breath a monster’s teeth are reflective.
Now you see yourself but if you blink the monster swallows
God and monsters are real. They’re beneath your bed they are real.
God and monsters, they are real. They are real. They are real. They are real.