It's ironic when you dying everybody wants to be your friend, but when you eating good there ain't no finding none of them, unless your paying tabs and sharing light so yours is dim,and ya'll in fantasy land reality is dark, and grim, where were ya'll when my name was drug throughout the mud, where were your kind words, support, and offering of hugs, you mean to tell me I gotta be dying to finally get some love, mark my words I won't forget it yes, I hold a grudge, you turned me into a monster, but now I conquer, nothing worth anything is easy my mantra, focusing on holding life, tantra, life is a mirage in the desert and so I wander, searching for that drink of water, I ponder, do I really want your sympathies they're dishonored, and I hope it comes back with a vengeance call it karma, payback relentless fuck you, you're finished
I'm turning into a monster, you better run and hide
I'm turning into a monster, you better run and hide
I'm turning into a monster
A monster
A monster
A monster
I'm turning into a monster
I ain't ever fucked over anybody that didn't have it coming, I've made mistakes along the way but let me tell you something, I said I'm sorry for things I didn't do to keep my people from the stress of dealing with a lot of you, cause some of ya'll are so desperate for attention cause in real life, your disliked because you are pretentious, and you feel like you just might try to get some vengeance, so you pick up the keyboard and type with bad intentions, and you feel your owed the right because of your investment, cause you streamed a couple songs and even bought a shirt, you even shared my song on Facebook that's hard work, so you don't care about what you say or if it made my heart hurt, you had a shitty day because your so awkward, so I become the target of the hate that you foster, no I'm not a role model no I'm not your father, and just because you like my music doesn't mean I'm not a person, doesn't mean I wanna talk for hours, when I'm working, no I don't wanna hear your song because you say i am an inspiration, id rather not have to teach you how to Satan the days of me being nice are gone, just like my patience
I'm turning into a monster, you better run and hide
I'm turning into a monster, you better run and hide
I'm turning into a monster
A monster
A monster
A monster
I'm turning into a monster
And there ain't no sense in hiding you can run but ill be finding anywhere that you abide in and if a man is truly god then consider me as a titan so bitter and yet enlightened, decisive when I be writing, the lyrics considered frightening, my haters they all be fighting on who can be more trifling meanwhile I am prescribing a lyrical cocktail heighten your perception cause this song is a trip
Psilocybin
I am the hand up the virgin Mary's skirt, killing her softly with my fingers her moans are like a concert, crescendo, as she hits the falsetto, increase the tempo, now I'm playing heavy metal like a monster the inner beast has now awakened no angel on either shoulder cause on both sides sits Satan, my heart is vacant and my life is like a DVD that's so scratched it freezes when you play the feature presentation
I'm turning into a monster, you better run and hide
I'm turning into a monster, you better run and hide
I'm turning into a monster
A monster
A monster
A monster
I'm turning into a monster
