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I'm friends with the monster |
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That's under my bed |
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Get along with the voices inside of my head |
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You're trying to save me |
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Stop holding your breath |
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And you think I'm crazy |
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Yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy) |
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I wanted the fame |
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But not the cover of Newsweek |
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Oh well, guess beggers can't be choosey |
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Wanted to receive attention for my music |
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Wanted to be left alone in public excuse me |
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Been wanting my cake, And eat it too |
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And wanting it both ways |
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Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated |
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When I blew seep and it was confusing |
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Cause all I wanted to do |
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Is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf |
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Abused ink, used it as a tool |
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When I blew steam |
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Hit the lottery (oh wee) |
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With what I gave up to get was bittersweet |
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It was like winning a huge meet |
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Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so huge |
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I need a shrink |
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I'm beginning to lose sleep: |
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One sheep, two sheep |
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Going cuckoo and cookey as Kool Keith |
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But I'm actually weirder than you think |
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Cause I'm |
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I'm friends with the monster |
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That's under my bed |
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Get along with the voices inside of my head |
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You're trying to save me |
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Stop holding your breath |
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And you think I'm crazy |
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Yeah, you think I'm crazy |
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Well, that's nothing oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Well, that's nothing oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Now I ain't much of a poet |
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But I know somebody once told me |
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To seize the moment |
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And don't squander it |
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Cause you never know when |
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It could all be over |
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Tomorrow so I keep conjuring |
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Sometimes I wonder where |
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These thoughts spawn from |
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(Yeah, ponder it, do you want this? |
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There's no wonder you're losing |
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Your mind the way you're wandering?) |
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I think you've been wandering off down |
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Yonder and stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen |
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Cause I needed an interventionist |
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To intervene between me and this monster |
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And save me from myself |
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And all this conflict |
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Cause the very thing that |
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I love is killing me and I can't conquer it |
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My OCD is conking me in the head |
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Keep knocking, nobody's home |
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I'm sleepwalking |
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I'm just relaying what the |
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Voice in my head saying |
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Don't shoot the messenger |
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I'm just friends with the |
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I'm friends with the monster |
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That's under my bed |
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Get along with the voices inside of my head |
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You're trying to save me |
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Stop holding your breath |
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And you think I'm crazy |
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Yeah, you think I'm crazy |
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Well, that's nothing oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Well, that's nothing oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Call me crazy, but I had this vision |
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One day that |
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I'd walk amongst you a regular civilian |
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But, until then |
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Drums get killed and I'm Coming straight at |
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Emcees, blood get spilled and I |
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Take it back to the days that |
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I get on a Dre track |
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Give every kid who got played at |
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Pumped the feeling |
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And shit to say back |
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To the kids who played 'em |
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I ain't here to save the fucking children |
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But if one kid out of a hundred million |
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Who are going through a struggle |
Feels and it relates that's great |
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It's payback, Russell Wilson |
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Falling way back |
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In the draft, turn nothing into |
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Something still, can make that |
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Straw in the gold chump I will spend |
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Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack |
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Maybe I need a straightjacket, face facts |
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I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that |
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It's nothing, I'm still friends with the |
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I'm friends with the monster |
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That's under my bed |
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Get along with the voices inside of my head |
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You're trying to save me |
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Stop holding your breath |
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And you think I'm crazy |
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Yeah, you think I'm crazy |
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I'm friends with the monster |
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That's under my bed |
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Get along with the voices inside of my head |
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You're trying to save me |
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Stop holding your breath |
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And you think I'm crazy |
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Yeah, you think I'm crazy |
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Well, that's nothing oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
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Well, that's nothing oh oh oh oh |
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
Bridge: |
C#m C#m C#m B x4 |
Ending: |
C#m B C#m C#m x4 |
Eminem River |
Pop Justin Bieber - I'll Show You Manic Street Preachers - If You Tolerate This Jon Bellion - All Time Low Shakira - Underneath Your Clothes Billie Eilish and Khalid - Lovely |