1.Monsters
Is nothing sacred in these parasitic ways
Perhaps it's just another way to make you feel like you belong
I stand accused of all your insecurities
Somehow your smoke and your mirrors cannot hide the envy
Monsters under the bed, under the bed
Bash in your head
Somebody tell me, please tell me
Who's got my back
Yeah
Harsh untruths and those pathetic little digs
I slit the throats of those fucking pathetic little pigs
On my beach I kick up metaphoric sand
I flush the toilet of weakness with mushroom clouds in hand
Monsters under the bed, under the bed
Bash in your head
Somebody tell me, please tell me
Who's got my back
Yeah, Yeah
(Chad singing)
Stitch my throat closed
Cut my smile wide
Sew my eyes blind
I can still see through you (I can still see through you)
I can see right through you (I can see right through you)
Is nothing sacred in these parasitic ways
Perhaps it's just another way to make you feel like you belong
Monsters under the bed, under the bed
Bash in your head
Somebody tell me, please tell me
Who's got my back
2.Glitches
Truth is taking over
Wraped up in a suit of armor
Cannot penetrate this metal
Don't it make you feel insecure
Seasong they are changing
Lit up like a Christmas tree
Giving all the things desired
Too bad all the gifts are defective
Glitch in the system is pulling down
All these dirty bricks, they weigh a ton
The pressure's mounting and I don't mind
Waiting for these strings to come undone
The water's rising and I don't mind
Running for the shelter
The cul-de-sac is never ending
Cracks along the shell they surface
Pointing out the lines of distaste
Visualize escaping
Sucked in by the tractor beam
Karmic retribution waiting
Eager to spread it's seedlings
Glitch in the system is pulling down
All these dirty bricks, they weigh a ton
The pressure's mounting and I don't mind
Waiting for these strings to come undone
The water's rising, I don't mind
Glitch in the system is pulling down
Lie in the fetal position now
All these dirty bricks, they weigh a ton
The pressure's mounting and I don't mind
Waiting for these strings to come undone
The water's rising, I don't mind
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