Western Settlers - A Monster
A monster is what I've turned out to be
I need friends and I need faithful
I need someone to lead me to my peace
Six long cold months, the winter batters
All of those who make the trip to see
One long lost soul, one who don't matter
One who needs the help to believe
I had dreams of what we were after
But dreams aren't always what they're meant to be
I will try hard, to make this faster
I can not stand, what I have come to mean
But just wait now
It's almost over
Darkness is all that surrounds me
My love is, in a life now after
A monster is what I've turned out to be
Fallen aside the way, what cant you see?
Don't think you can go and forget about me
A monster is what I turned out to be
A monster is what I turned out to be
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