Creature

I'm in the thick of a funny feeling It’s like the sky is made of glass I wanna look but I'm scared of seeing That the real me is actually looking back Who's that waiting by your front door? Smooth their collar while your feet drag Makes you feel like you’ve come home What kind of creature can do that? I watch it play out in my mind I see it creeping through your door The sweet creature can do that Part of me is conscious that you'll notice This thing has haunted you so long And if it ever comes off soulless Try to remember everything that I forgave you for Who's that waiting by your front door? Smooth their collar while your feet drag Makes you feel like you've come home What kind of creature can do that? I watch it play out in my mind I see it creeping through your door Thе sweet creature can do that