High Monster

deadboy & the Elephantmen

Where the high monster fly
Falling up into the sky
I climbed down from up in my head
Dressed in frost and spiderwebs

To haunt the street where my fingers bled, ah
I climb down from my head
Dressed in frost and spiderswebs, yeah
I climb down from my head
To hold the street where my fingers bled, ah

I saw an airplane turning into a butterfly that was burning
Burning
Burning
Burning
I saw an airplane turning into a butterfly that was burning
Burning
Burning
Burning
Burning

I climb down from my head
Dressed in frost and spiderwebs, yeah
I climb down from my head
To hold the street where my fingers bled