There are no monsters under your bed 

So forever cease your sleepless nights 

All your demons are in your head 

They take advantage of you, I have said 

You are their puppet, I am right 

There are no monsters under your bed 

I fear that you may end up dead 

If your question them outright 

All your demons are in your head 

They run rampant, they are fed 

By power and misery; they fear the light 

There are no monsters under your bed 

Your lips sewn shut, by their thread 

You believe everything they cite 

All your demons are in your head 

They keep you dumb, not well-read 

They keep you weak, so you can’t fight 

There are no monsters under your bed 

All your demons are in your head