Monster by The Soap Boxers Lyrics

I have no need for material objects
Please don’t take my love away
It’s not possession, it’s the process
That illuminates my days

She drew the line on the staircase
The poster child had come undone
Everybody wants a little taste
Of the prodigal son

Everything comes into focus
Just as it’s fading out of view
I’ve got no map for where I’m going
But I can get lost in thoughts of you, in thoughts of you

Oh, it’s always the same old story
Same old rigmarole

I created a monster that I don’t know how to kill
And I’m afraid I never will
Threw my hat into the ring
I’ve thrown away more precious things

Is it best to accept what is out of your control?

I created a monster that I don’t know how to kill
And I’m afraid I never will

Threw my hat into the ring
I’ve thrown away more precious things

Is it best to accept that we never had control?