Monsters are scary
So is the end of the world
My wishes not coming true
My voice not being heard
And so I fight and scheme
Deeply plot and dream
So that I can have my hands
On everything I want
Not caring about the sacrifice
But is it them I want
Or so I think
It\'s never the black and white
Momentary thing
Losing myself
Is what I\'m most afraid of
So no one or no thing
Can ever make that trade off