El Monstruo Del Sofá

Something smells really bad, from the back of your house
What are you hiding?
I want to see
Show me

I'm a freak
Just like everyone else
So what? What do you have to do to be okay?
Who knows

I've always been afraid of the dark
The monster living under my couch told me
And I asked him, then why don’t you leave?
It’s way scarier to think someone might see me

I can’t breathe
The house is packed
They always blame me
I just want to get out of my skin

Is it really that bad to envy the flowers?

Always the same, always alone in the same spot
Again, I’m sure it won’t let me sleep

I've always been afraid of the dark
The monster living under my couch told me
And I asked him, then why don’t you leave?
It’s way scarier to think someone might see me
That they might kill me
That they might reject me

The couch monster
The couch monster

And don’t be afraid of my darkness
My monster told yours and invited him in