[Intro: Markules]
Okay
Church, what up?
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ah, fuck
[Verse 1: Merkules]
There's a monster under your bed
And you're not sure if you want him dead
You got demons and they're right upstairs
So you're suicidal, it's quite unfair
So you're drinking this liquor to numb all the pain
And it's getting you sicker, it fucks wit' your brain
So you deal with the symptoms and hope it'll change
'Til you're back at the bottom and relapse again
The devil keep wakin' you up in your sleep
No matter what, you can not run from the beast
Like, are you alive or just stuck in a dream?
I swear to God, this is a fuckin' disease
You're better off stayin' inside, it'll spread
Thе voices keep yellin' inside of your hеad
You want 'em to stop, you've been trying your best
Like, why in the fuck are you crying again?
The angels you had no longer exist
The monster inside makes it harder to live
You keep gettin' closer to callin' it quits
You're trying to hide all the scars on your wrist
Its hurts you to think all you want is the truth
So you slide in a slug in the shotgun and shoot
And at this point, you think this is all you can do
'Til you look in the mirror and the monster is you
Okay
Church, what up?
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ah, fuck
[Verse 1: Merkules]
There's a monster under your bed
And you're not sure if you want him dead
You got demons and they're right upstairs
So you're suicidal, it's quite unfair
So you're drinking this liquor to numb all the pain
And it's getting you sicker, it fucks wit' your brain
So you deal with the symptoms and hope it'll change
'Til you're back at the bottom and relapse again
The devil keep wakin' you up in your sleep
No matter what, you can not run from the beast
Like, are you alive or just stuck in a dream?
I swear to God, this is a fuckin' disease
You're better off stayin' inside, it'll spread
Thе voices keep yellin' inside of your hеad
You want 'em to stop, you've been trying your best
Like, why in the fuck are you crying again?
The angels you had no longer exist
The monster inside makes it harder to live
You keep gettin' closer to callin' it quits
You're trying to hide all the scars on your wrist
Its hurts you to think all you want is the truth
So you slide in a slug in the shotgun and shoot
And at this point, you think this is all you can do
'Til you look in the mirror and the monster is you
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