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Skillet, MONSTER

Lyrics

The secret side of me, I never let you see
I keep it caged but I can’t control it
So stay away from me, the beast is ugly
I feel the rage and I just can’t hold it

It’s scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can’t control it
Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head
Why won’t somebody come and save me from this, make it end?

I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I’ve become, the nightmare’s just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster

My secret side I keep hid under lock and key
I keep it caged but I can’t control it
‘Cause if I let him out he’ll tear me up, break me down
Why won’t somebody come and save me from this, make it end?

I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I’ve become, the nightmare’s just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster

It’s hiding in the dark, it’s teeth are razor sharp
There’s no escape for me, it wants my soul, it wants my heart
No one can hear me scream, maybe it’s just a dream
Maybe it’s inside of me, stop this monster

I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I hate what I’ve become, the nightmare’s just begun
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin
I must confess that I feel like a monster
I’ve gotta lose control, here’s something radical
I must confess that I feel like a monster

I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
I, I feel like a monster
Songwriters: Gavin Brown,John Landrum Cooper
© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC,Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
For non-commercial use only.

Well, this song I like, the words and music are captivating for some reason. I also can understand those lyrics. I know there are lots of people out there in our world who actually feel like this. I think this song is genius. Many can relate to it.

I don’t know, you listen to it. Let me know what you think.

Peace

MwsR ❤

Weighing On Your Heart

Stumbling for the most accurate words to describe the feelings

Sometimes, even having a hard time believing

Words fail so many times, to describe what lays upon one’s heart

Guess some days are better than the rest, at least if you start.

Sometimes we don’t give our own selves enough credit

We think somehow we are less than adequate, we think we must ourselves, edit.

If we all kept the things weighing on our hearts hidden and stored inside

Our hearts would break from the weight of what weighs on them, it’d be intensified.

We weren’t made to withstand all the junk thrown our way,

Sometimes we must rest, so that we can again play.

Being but a speck in this world and the trials are fewer than that of the world

But inside one’s self , you start to feel the intensity, that weighs down from things, being hurled.

If you or I fail to express all our mess, in either a way or a word,

Then the cycle continues and collects all the remnants of the past, it remains unsaid

It will be like a natural disaster waiting till it is displayed

That is how suppressed feelings and things become a weighing stress.

Let go of that force that is running your life,

I will try to apply that suggestion to mine.

The things that prey on our hearts will steal our inner joy.

You can’t play around with a heart, it isn’t a toy.

MwsR ❤

Now/ Poem by MwsR

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Being that I was

Never again am I

Desperately confused

But never had a blind eye

Learning things the hard way

Leaving sadness to die

Started to live now

Don’t have to lie

Waiting and watching

Grabbing at it all

Taking in the Love

Able to withstand a fall

Future seems peaceful and bliss

Even though a lot of life was missed

Coming to believe life is precious

Now.

MwsR ❤

Demeanor/poem by MwsR

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Can’t you see the push and shove you are doing?

I try to stay near you but your demeanor is to evade me.

I once thought life would not had been so cruel or mean.

But people say things and do things they later regret that they did.

I know you don’t see it now, you are young and of course wiser than me.

You laugh at my rules, hence, you laugh at me.

You mock my issues, taunt my ever-loving nerves,

I know you are not cold-hearted, but sometimes I am confused

I give my protection, my money and time

You take it and then you claim it ain’t mine.

Where can a person find what is wrong and make it right?

Even if they do not have a “dog” in this fight.

Struggles, I own them

Difficulties, yes we have some

But so much hostility has me tied up in knots

Before I say I don’t give a crap,

Maybe you can change your push or your shove,

Please let our paths together be one of love.

My stomach stays in knots from each cruel gesture and word

I think personally sometimes this all is absurd.

Just a case of who listens to who, perhaps a misjudgment or two.

Things don’t have to be this way, you know.

I have tried to show you , I love you so.

We can agree to disagree and let bygones be gone.

Or am I presumptuous and blindly wrong?

MwsR ❤

Day Things and Night Dreams

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At night’s rest comes a sense of relief

You say to yourself that you made it through another day.

You’d let the chores take a back seat

You lay upon a pillow and prepare to sleep.

But what if you cannot

What if the things that you’ve suppressed thinking about all day come back to haunt you?

I’d dare wager that you would wish the day never to end.

That you want to re-live it over and over again.

That your chores would bring you much relief

That the pillow you lay on at night would capture your tears.

MwsR ❤

Quote Share

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“When you are in any contest, you should work as if there were – to the very last minute – a chance to lose it. This is battle, this is politics, this is anything.”

― Dwight D. Eisenhower