There are bars on the windows,
The doors look so strange.
You lie on the floor, the fetal position
And in my arms, you lie like a child.
The ground is so cold,
These clothes are too thin...
The monster within wants to cry,
There's nothing to fight
You're safe and alive,
I got you tonight
Don't you fret.
Dark skies and black clouds cover us,
There are demons outside
And they all look so strange.
We sit on the bed, you're wrapped in my arms,
I know you're afraid, but you're in my lap/
The bed is too warm,
These clothes are so thin...
The monster within wants to protect you.
Nothing's around
You're safe and alive,
I'll be with you tonight,
So don't fret.
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