His little whispers,
"Love me, love me.
That's all I ask for.
Love me, love me!"
He battered his tiny fists
to feel something
Wondered what it's like to touch,
and feel something.
Monster, how should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window
That night he caged her
Brusied and broke her
He struggled closer
Then he stole her
Violet wrists and then her ankles
Silent pain
Then he slowly saw
Their nightmares were his dreams.
Monster, how should I feel?
Creatures lie here
Looking through the window
Time will hear their voices
I'm a glass child
I am Hannah's regrets
Monster, how should I feel?
Turn the sheets down
Murder ears with pillow lace
There's bathtubs
Full of glow flies
Bathe in kerosene
Their words tattooed
In his veins,
Yeah!
