Monster in the Music Box – Danu Grayson [Inkbound]

Monster in the Music Box - Danu Grayson #electropop #gothicindustrial #gothicdance #darkclubmusic #songwriterslife #danugrayson #throsenkeep You liked the song You loved the sound But did you ever wonder What you've wound up? Strangers leave me little hearts Like offerings upon my grave The ones who swear they know my soul Never hear the songs I gave I count the ones who come to listen I count the ones who never do Funny how a thousand strangers Can feel closer than you I sold my sorrow for a heartbeat Traded secrets for a view Now I don't know if I'm singing For the music or for you Wind me up and watch me spin Feed the beast beneath my skin Pretty little melodies Can't conceal my appetites I want your hearts, I want your eyes Want my name immortalized You came to hear a pretty song But woke the beast that's slept so long I'm the monster in the music box And baby, I don't want to stop I watched a stranger steal the spotlight With a song I wouldn't keep While the one I bled my heart into Lay buried six feet deep I want the hearts, I want the numbers Want my name upon your tongue Want you begging for another Before the final note is sung I know the game, I know the price I've cursed the screen a thousand nights I hate the hunger, love the rush And somehow never get enough Wind me up and watch me spin Feed the beast beneath my skin Pretty little melodies Can't conceal my appetites You fed me hearts, you fed me praise Now watch me set the box ablaze You loved the sound, ignored the cost Don't act surprised at what you've got I'm the monster in the music box And baby, I don't want to stop I love the hands that turn the key The ones who come to listen to me I know your names, I know your hearts You kept me singing in the dark But gratitude won't dull my teeth There's still a hunger underneath I'll thank you for the love you've shown Then bare my fangs and want the throne I know the envy, know the greed Know every ugly little need I've counted hearts, I've counted views I've cursed the ones I couldn't move I know the monster that you've met... Don't mistake confession for regret. Wind me up and watch me spin Feed the beast beneath my skin Pretty little melodies Can't conceal my appetites I want your hearts, I want your eyes Want my name immortalized You came to hear a pretty song But woke the beast that's slept so long I'm the monster in the music box And baby, I don't want to stop You can close the little music box You can turn away from me But once you've heard the monster sing You'll never quite be free Break the box and let me go I'll still sing the things I know You can take the stage from me But you can't kill the melody I don't know if I'm making music... Or if the music's making me.