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