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The monster comes at night
And attacks me in my bed
I'm unable to get away
So I disappear into my head

I'm haunted by the monster
And the familiarity of their face
In my head I'm not their victim
I'm an astronaut in outer space

I no longer am held captive
By the confines of my room
I just keep repeating to myself
That there's no monsters on the moon