Bring the Monster Inside

Willard Grant Conspiracy

Compositor: Willard Grant Conspiracy

It's midnight and
It's 90 degrees
Raining across the South End again
Out in the backyard
Backed up to the church
We're lit up
Like skeletons

I don't remember
Why I called
I don't remember
Much at all
Late at night
Wrong or right
Feels like
I'm drinking again

It's a short
Behind our eyes
It's a thousand kilowatt
Light show
It's a trick
Of the optic nerve
A spasm of memory

It's a fiction of comfort
It's a means to an end
I called the monster inside tonight
It's a mean way
To end