There's a monster inside of me, it's quite ugly and it frightens me But they can't see what I can see, there's a vacancy in my tummy It's makin' me play
face to your somebody Can you say your name? Or would you rather stay unknown? Can you show your face? Or are you fearful of it shown? Can you feel your heart? Or does
rhythm hit 'em I woke up to make the main cut, to face the pain What, does space contain love? It's the heat-seeker, packin' the speaker to beat the sleek creature It
criminal Look, it is what it is because of what it was I did what I did 'cause it does what it does I don't put nothin' above what I am, what I love
thought I wouldn't do, I did it How does it feel to un-glue? Where do you think we've come to? What does it take to follow through? Who is it making you move? It
't make me have to air at ya chest Or tear ya flesh for actin' like I carin' whats left Anyone can get it in a minute, give it some time I'm livin' this
Cause it's a sin, if we ain't down on what's happenin' Yo, what's up, you don't like the way I walk Or I guess, it's just the way I talk Or are you
speedy to leave me Had to nighty nighty em, cause a nigga seemed sleepy (What an asshole!) The world did it to me, starin' at my face like it's playing
Put your hands in your pocket, give it up I demand I need my tweed, potent refer, man Bandstandin' with the hand cannon Split my face, muthafucka, gimme
Im Like An Ontray. Churous-Errtime I Do It I Do My Thang Do My Thang My MotherFucking Thang And Errtime I Do It I Do My Thang I Does My Motherfucking
get paid fuck a bitch, make it rain, lamborghini i gon' cover shit up like a transfer-tini i give a damn if you seen me ima did what i does i ain't doin
It's not good to psychoanalyze (She tries to pick a fight to get attention) That's what all of my friends say (That's what all of my friends say) You, me We're face to face
it worth all the dead? Do you like it? Does the wife Does the wife Does the wife Does the wife Does the wife Does the wife Does the wife [Incomprehensible
Watch it all fade away I want you to make me feel like I'm not even myself Am I insane? Or am I just crazy? Am I schizophrenic? Or does it make a difference
anger It's a world full of pain It's a world full of people Lookin' for someone else to blame But it don't make no difference If it don't make no sense
on a five year old girl It makes you think that it's a plastic world A plastic world and we're all plastic too Just a couple of different faces in a
anything but a roll If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top What would I do with it anyway, maybe take it to the pawn shop My heart's in
the benefit of any layman who may have wandered in this evening -- that I play a wrong note ever And then. [piano] This song though does differ strikingly