Monsters in My Pocket Lyrics

Song	Monsters in My Pocket
Artist	Damn City
Artist	Tronko
Album	Gold Kids
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	作词 : Mattia Cassibba
	作曲 : Mattia Cassibba
	Here we come from the grave, our ribs are cages,
	all demons are here, and the warm hell is empty.
	Ghosts, devils and vampires don’t scare me,
	the night is my day.
	The moon is my sun, blood is my life and you are my prey.
	Wolves don’t loose sleep over the opinion of sheeps.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don’t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don’t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD.
	If you are scared of the wolves stay out of the forest.
	I will rise to the occasion, launching an invasion,
	entering your mental like a viral infestation,
	beyond your imagination…
	sacrificing mics to ignite the celebration.
	I have wolf blood and wolf bones, WEREWOLVES!
	Don’t expect me to graze with the sheeps, SHEEPS!
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don’t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don’t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD.
	Coming from the past, seeking revenge,
	between bones, rust and dust,
	time to put you bastards to the test,
	commanding the mic, striking up a verb fest, no rest.
	DC! On the beat, ignite the celebration,
	Our fatal fury will fit all battle stations.
	Defying all the racists, crashing down the fascists!
	Monsters don’t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don’t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don’t sleep, under your bed.
	They sleep inside your head.
	Monsters don’t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don’t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don’t sleep, under your bed.
	They sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD!

	zuo ci : Mattia Cassibba
	zuo qu : Mattia Cassibba
	Here we come from the grave, our ribs are cages,
	all demons are here, and the warm hell is empty.
	Ghosts, devils and vampires don' t scare me,
	the night is my day.
	The moon is my sun, blood is my life and you are my prey.
	Wolves don' t loose sleep over the opinion of sheeps.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD.
	If you are scared of the wolves stay out of the forest.
	I will rise to the occasion, launching an invasion,
	entering your mental like a viral infestation,
	beyond your imagination
	sacrificing mics to ignite the celebration.
	I have wolf blood and wolf bones, WEREWOLVES!
	Don' t expect me to graze with the sheeps, SHEEPS!
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD.
	Coming from the past, seeking revenge,
	between bones, rust and dust,
	time to put you bastards to the test,
	commanding the mic, striking up a verb fest, no rest.
	DC! On the beat, ignite the celebration,
	Our fatal fury will fit all battle stations.
	Defying all the racists, crashing down the fascists!
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	They sleep inside your head.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	They sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD!

	zuò cí : Mattia Cassibba
	zuò qǔ : Mattia Cassibba
	Here we come from the grave, our ribs are cages,
	all demons are here, and the warm hell is empty.
	Ghosts, devils and vampires don' t scare me,
	the night is my day.
	The moon is my sun, blood is my life and you are my prey.
	Wolves don' t loose sleep over the opinion of sheeps.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD.
	If you are scared of the wolves stay out of the forest.
	I will rise to the occasion, launching an invasion,
	entering your mental like a viral infestation,
	beyond your imagination
	sacrificing mics to ignite the celebration.
	I have wolf blood and wolf bones, WEREWOLVES!
	Don' t expect me to graze with the sheeps, SHEEPS!
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	The real monster have always worn a human face.
	Monsters don' t sleep under your bed,
	they sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD.
	Coming from the past, seeking revenge,
	between bones, rust and dust,
	time to put you bastards to the test,
	commanding the mic, striking up a verb fest, no rest.
	DC! On the beat, ignite the celebration,
	Our fatal fury will fit all battle stations.
	Defying all the racists, crashing down the fascists!
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	They sleep inside your head.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	Monsters don' t sleep, under your bed.
	They sleep inside your head.
	IN YOUR HEAD!

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