| There are monsters by day and by night, Madeline |
| There are fools on the left and the right, Madeline |
| There are lies that you like to be told |
| They give comfort and never get old |
| There are monsters by day and by night, Madeline |
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| There are monsters by night and by day, Madeline |
| There is something in naming your pain, Madeline |
| There are truths that you can't bear to hear |
| There is comfort in living in fear |
| There are monsters by night and by day, Madeline |
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| But you heard it |
| And you saw it |
| And you know you can't ever ignore it |
| But you don't know how you're gonna store it, Madeline |
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| Well, you taste it |
| You can feel it |
| But you know you can't ever reveal it |
| So it's best to just try to conceal it |
| Madeline... |
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| But you heard it |
| And you saw it |
| And you know you can't ever ignore it |
| But you don't know how you're gonna store it, Madeline |
|
| Well, you taste it |
| You can feel it |
| But you know you can't ever reveal it |
| So it's best to just try to conceal it |
| Madeline |
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