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Random Song of the Day (RSOTD) – Monsters

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Group shot of Band of Horses taken outdoors.

I guess I shouldn’t have expected a monster to ever be anything but a monster, then I wouldn’t be surprised that he is still a monster.

A treat for all these problems
They can’t find you for the moment
Then for all past efforts
They’re buried deep beneath your heart and somewhere in your stomach

And hatred for all others
When awful people, they surround you
Well, ain’t they just like monsters?
They come to feed on me
Giant little animals to feed

Though to say we got much hope
If I am lost, it’s only for a little while, oh

A treat for all these problems
They can’t find us for the moment
Then for all past effort
They’re buried deep beneath our hearts and somewhere in our stomachs

And hatred for all others
When awful people, they surround you
Well, ain’t they just like monsters?
They come to feed on us
Giant little animals for us

Though to say we got much hope
If I am lost, it’s only for a little while
Though to say we got much hope
If I am lost, it’s only for a little while
If I am lost, it’s only for a little while
If I am lost, it’s only for a little while


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