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The monster’s in the closet. The closet’s in your mind.
Everyone can see now... what you did to Palestine.
You can run to Argentina, and change your face and name,
but the monsters in your head, ain’t that a goddamn shame?
The monster’s calm and happy cause you have fed him well.
Maybe you missed the small print when you cut him loose from Hell
That’s hard to understand with all those lawyers in your fold,
but the oversight was no mistake; it’s why the legend is so old
I can hear the footsteps and the noises in the night.
Something you’re in charge of has got an appetite.
Something you agreed to does not agree with you.
Time is running out, and I think that you are screwed
Yeah, time is running out, and I think that you are screwed.
Across the endless ages, other tools have played this role.
The people they abused thought that they were in control,
and they convinced themselves and pranced about on stage
God whispered in the monster’s ear, an angel turned the page
It’s always in the details where the sticky wickets wait.
The fools knew far too little and woke up far too late.
A mysterious enforcer follows every poisoned mind.
It tracks the little details of the contracts that got signed.
I can hear the footsteps and the noises in the night.
Something you’re in charge of has got an appetite.
Something you agreed to does not agree with you.
Time is running out, and I think that you are screwed
Yeah, time is running out, and I think that you are screwed.
They pulled the shades, and the deals got made.
It’s a nasty business of control where they buy and sell,
the things that come and go, and whatever’s on the way
To where they serve your favorite shit on a different day
They take what you’re used to and make a bright tomorrow,
selling you a happiness they constructed from your sorrow
Everything they do is done to shear you like a sheep.
They take it all while you’re alive, then kill you in your sleep.
I can hear the footsteps and the noises in the night
Nature changes up the game, so it always works out right
Some say that it’s in the wrists. Some say it’s in the hips
I say you’d better watch whatever passes from your lips
You’d better be real careful about what you say and do
Turn and look into the East. It’s coming back on you
Turn and look into the East. It’s coming back on you
