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点击复制The Hit Factory - The Monster
Written by：Urban Source Karaoke
I'm friends with the monster
That's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah you think I'm crazy crazy
I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well guess beggers can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me
For wanting my cake and eat it too
And wanting it both ways
Fame may be a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew seep it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink used it as a tool when I blew steam
Hit the lottery oh wee
With what I gave up to get it was bittersweet
It was like winning a used mink
Ironic' cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep one sheep two sheep
Going cuckoo and kooky as kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think
I'm friends with the monster
That's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah you think I'm crazy
Well that's nothing'
Well that's nothing'
Now I ain't much of a poet
But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
And don't squander it
Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
Yeah ponder it do you wonder no wonder
You're losing your mind the way it wanders
I think you've been wandering off down yonder
And stumbled on Jeff vanvonderen
Cause I needed an intervention in this to intervene
Between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very things that
I love is killing me and I can't conquer it
My ocd is clonking me in the head
Keep knocking nobody's home I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice of my head saying
Don't shoot the messenger I'm just friends with the
I'm friends with the monster
That's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah you think I'm crazy
Well that's nothing'
Well that's nothing'
Call me crazy but I had this vision
One day that I'd walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed I'm coming straight at
Emcees blood get spilled and I
Take it back to the days that I'd get on a dre track
Give every kid who got played that
Pumped up feeling and sh*t that say back
To the kids who played' em
I ain't here to save the f**king children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates that's great
It's payback Russell Wilson falling way back in the draft
Turn nothing into something still can make
That straw in the gold chump
I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket face facts
I am nuts for real but I'm okay with that
It's nothing I'm still friends with a
I'm friends with the monster
That's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah you think I'm crazy
I'm friends with the monster
That's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah you think I'm crazy
Well that's nothing'
Well that's nothing'