Track by24 Hour Party Project
I'm friends with the monster That's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me Stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy Yeah you think I'm crazy crazy I wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek Oh well guess beggers can't be choosey Wanted to receive attention for my music Wanted to be left alone public excuse me Been wanting my cake I need it too Wanting it both ways Fame may be a balloon cause my ego inflated When I blew seep it was confusing Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf Abused ink used it as a tool when I blew steam Hit the lottery oh wee With what I gave up to get was bittersweet It was like winning a huge meet Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so big I need a shrink I'm beginning to lose sleep one sheep two sheep Going cucko and cuckier as Kool Keith But I'm actually weirder than you think Cause I'm I'm friends with the monster That's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me Stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy Yeah you think I'm crazy Well that's not fair Well that's not fair Now I ain't much of a poet But I know somebody once told me to seize the moment And don't squander it Cause you never know when it could all be over Tomorrow so I keep conjuring Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from Yeah ponder it do you wonder there's no wonder you're losing your mind the way you're brought up I think you've been wandering off down yonder and stumbled upon Jeff VanVonderen Cause I needed an intervention in this to intervene between me and this monster And save me from myself and all this conflict Cause the very things that I love is killing me and I can't conquer it My OCD is clonking me in the head Keep knocking nobody's home I'm sleepwalking I'm just relaying what the voice of my head saying Don't shoot the messenger I'm just friends with the I'm friends with the monster That's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me Stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy Yeah you think I'm crazy Well that's not fair Well that's not fair Call me crazy but I had this vision One day that I'd walk amongst you regular civilians But until then drums get killed I'm coming straight at Emcees blood get spille d and I Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track Give every kid who got played gat Pumped the villian and shit that say back To the kids who played 'em I ain't here to save the fucking children But if one kid out of a hundred million Who are going through a struggle feels and relates that's great It's payback Russell Wilson falling way back In the draft turn nothing into something still can make that Straw in the gold chump I will spend Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack Maybe I need a straightjacket face facts I am nuts for real but I'm okay with that It's nothing I'm still friends with a I'm friends with the monster That's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me Stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy Yeah you think I'm crazy I'm friends with the monster That's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head You're trying to save me Stop holding your breath And you think I'm crazy Yeah you think I'm crazy Well that's not fair