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monster - r rated lyrics

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ring ring, pick up the phone
lean in, knock on the door
believe me, what you just saw was real
pick up your jaw

if your eye’s wide
look alive
born in the darkness
i’ve arrived
shaking the ground
hitting the town
breaking the block down
duck and dive

let me into your mind
let me enter your mind, (i’ve)
yet to tingle your spine
set to making you mine (i’m)

parasite to your brain
clouding sight with my reign
aside from you causing you pain, (i’m)
here to drive you insane

are you scared of the monster
monster under your bed, (or rather)
tricks played in your head, (you better)
watch your back or be dead

i’m just a figment of your imagination
like deadly demons d-mn did i mention
i ain’t tryna tell you twice pay attention
i can fly you high like a drug injection

make you feel the things you dread here
bob marley, like popped molly’s
you’ll start brown and go red haired
not funny, i’m dead serious

stone cold
frosty
midnight
must be

mum he’s still here
help me
trust me!

check my closet and underneath the faucet
jimmy go to bed
man he’s f-cking lost it
how many times have i tried to toss it
he’s silly game with these silly monsters

shut up mum, we might fight
don’t you dare buy this kid a night light
this is my struggle, this is my life
thinking you’re big taking my bite. (i’ll)

cover you in bubble wrap
slide you down the race track in the back of your mind
i’m sure you’ll find
the opposite of the finish lines, giving you enough time
your spleen splits and it sits under your spine

let me enter your mind
i’m already inside, (i’ve)
cut the cables override, (i’m)
set to make you overdrive

i’ve been through a couple little avenues, near you
shouldn’t’ve ever made me up now, should you
can’t remember the last time mum called you
stuck inside my minds eye, poor you

but it’s okay don’t worry little jimmy
just know next time not f-ck with me
and every other monster out there, ghosts incorporated
not the chupacabra he’s evaporated

sent em all off
got em signed and dated
inside minds not elaborated
poor kid, i’m sure he hates it
but who’s he gonna call, like ghostbusters, they’re not real come on…

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