The Monster

Album: The Marshall Mathers LP 2 (2013)
Charted: 1 1
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  • I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
    Get along with the voices inside of my head
    You're tryin' 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 beggars can't be choosey
    Wanted to receive attention for my music
    Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
    For wantin' my cake, and eat it too, and wantin' it both ways
    Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
    When I blew, see, but it was confusing
    'Cause all I wanted to do's be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
    Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (ooh)
    Hit the lottery, ooh-wee
    But with what I gave up to get, it was bittersweet
    It was like winnin' a used mink
    Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge I need a shrink
    I'm beginnin' to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
    Going coo-coo and kooky 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 tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
    And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

    Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

    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 all could be over tomorrow
    So I keep conjurin'
    Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
    Yeah, ponderin'll do you wonders
    No wonder you're losing your mind, the way it wanders
    Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo
    I think it went wanderin' off down yonder
    And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
    'Cause I need an interventionist
    To intervene between me and this monster
    And save me from myself and all this conflict
    'Cause the very thing that I love's killing me
    And I can't conquer it
    My OCD is conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'
    Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'
    I'm just relayin' what the voice in my head's sayin'
    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 tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
    And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

    Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

    Call me crazy, but I have this vision
    One day that I'll walk amongst you a regular civilian
    But until then, drums get killed and
    I'm comin' straight at MC's, blood gets spilled and
    I'll take it back to the days that I'd get on a Dre track
    Give every kid who got played that pumped-up feelin'
    And shit to say back to the kids who played him
    I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
    But if one kid out of a hundred million
    Who are going through a struggle feels it and relates, that's great
    It's payback, Russell Wilson
    Falling way back in the draft
    Turn nothin' into somethin', still can
    Make that, straw into gold, chump, I will spin
    Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
    Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
    I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
    It's nothin', I'm still 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 tryin' to save me, stop holdin' 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 tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath
    And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

    Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    Well, that's nothin' (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
    (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Writer/s: Aaron Kleinstub, Bleta Rexha, Bryan Fryzel, Jonathan Bellion, Maki Athanasiou, Marshall Mathers, Robyn Fenty
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
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