Monster
Everybody better run,
There's a monster coming through.
Grab your family, grab your kids,
And pray he doesn't see you.
Don't look behind you,
Don't voice your fears.
He's looking for some victims;
He's drawing ever near.
Please everybody leave,
He's eager for some blood.
If he ever finds you,
There's nowhere you can run.
You can not kill this monster
He's nothing you can see.
Here's one more final warning;
He's hiding inside me.
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