Lyrics:
A different dimension pouring
Monsters out of this world into mine
Some kind of terror keeps following me
Some kind of nightmares
Someplace that they shouldn't
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be
not his
So entitled to his privileges
Arrogance will be the death you
Monsters with Hubris attitude
Vile
Killed by his riches
Killed by the stitches
records saying that we're a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I hope we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying them
Bro (Bro)
The NEON iCON album, are you serious?
It finally came out today
Are you serious bro? (What? What?)
Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about
got a girl by the time we leaving
You can bet some people getting fucked up this evening
I'm an *American Idol* staple a maple leaf to my chest
Make
hit, just one more slit
Just one more taste of that ecstasy
Whose memory was cosigned away to my unknown heresy
Definitely, not, the kind of clerisy you
the neon lights
It's in the country, there you can see
All the girls all dance in-line
They got an old-time fiddle, and the beer is cold
And the whiskeys
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be
colder
Vacuum smash that rock hard bolder
I'm not loved I'm kind more a
Go, run off pyscho's
Close nearby, knows
Our fears by nose
A monster I chose
Run
another child
Soon you'll grow up, slowly but surely protected by your mother's side
You'll find your wild side, your kind side, your tribe
You'll find
We're plantin' marijuana outside of school
Pantin' very hard I sound like a monster
Give ya kid some acid inside the concert
Give the kid a quarter, I
I'm a good neighbour
I trudge so judge me for my labour
I walk in a bar and immediately I sense danger
You look at me, girl, as if I was some kind
I'm a good neighbour
I trudge so judge me for my labour
I walk in a bar and immediately I sense danger
You look at me, girl, as if I was some kind
What kind of a monster would lie and then lie to itself
What kind of a trick are you on you also need help
What difference would it matter if these
colour hides their fear,
Flowers faded, dull and cold, now bleached by atmosphere
Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with rage
by things the hard way
Well you learn how to hold on tight
So don't think you can waltz in here, and take her without a fight
This ain't just some
sleeps
There's some work yet left to do and it's clear I'm getting weak
And the Dandelion's wilting and the monster's in a mood
But with your steady little
Some believers speculate
New theories evolved to explain the legend
Known to emerge from the deep waters of the three rivers
Thought to had become
Rovers in Lamborghini's swimming pink bikinis, lingerie
Tryin' to knock her big ass by all bus lights on Fridays
If you're not a member of my drinking
Good evening, do you know any good monsters?
Did you ever swerve your car
At today's top speed
Of thirty-five miles an hour
Into an automobile?
Do
own a piece
I'm clouded by darkness cloaked like a mage
Casting the fire suppressing the rage
I used to weak and could never be brave
It took me some
my momma I am a monster
I promise I am made for this
But these other people keep on trying me
And I'm kind of getting a little pissed
Sit down shut up
Beta simulacrum that's updated hourly
My only hope's by midnight that I've fallen fast asleep
Or roam the lonely street at night amid a neon dream
Wake
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