consumed Lyrics

It's 4am and she is so consumed

The spell you placed on her leaves her cursed with your doom

Your devilish ways make her wonder what to do

A puppet on a string is what she is to you

"It is the witching hour"

He whispers nice and slow

He holds all the power

And that is all she knows

He is the monster hiding under the bed

He is the voice that sings inside of her head

And sharing this bed with him she is so consumed

"It is the witching hour"

He holds her tight and close

She knows she needs to leave

But she can't let him go

He is the monster hiding under the bed

He is the voice that sings inside of her head

And sharing this bed with him she is so consumed

He is the monster hiding under the bed

He is the voice that sings inside of her head

And sharing this bed with him she is so consumed

He holds all the power

And that is all she knows