i monster - the best lyrics
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
eminem
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
been wanting my cake, and eat it too
and wanting it both ways
fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
when i blew; see, 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 (wooh!)
hit the lottery, oh wee
with what i gave up to get was bittersweet
with this like winning a huge meet
ironic cause i think i’m getting so huge
i need a shrink
i’m beginning to lose sleep
one sheep, two sheep
going cuckoo and cooky as kool keith
but i’m actually weirder than you think
cause i’m
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
no, 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 conjuring
sometimes i wonder where these thoughts sp-wn from(yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
no wonder you losing your mind
the way it wanders)
yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
i think you’ve been wandering off down yonder
and stumbled onto jeff van
vonderen’
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 is killing me
and i can’t conquer it
my ocd is conking me in the head
keep knocking, n-body’s home, i’m sleepwalking
i’m just relaying what the voice
in my head’s saying
don’t shoot the messenger, i’m just friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
call me crazy, but i have this vision
one day that i walk amongst you a regular civilian
but until then drums get killed and i’m coming straight at
emcees, blood get spilled and itake it back to the days that i get on a dre track
give every kid who got played at
pumped up feeling and sh-t to say back
to the kids who played ’em
i ain’t here to save the f–king children
but if one kid out of a hundred million
who are going through a struggle feels
and then relates that’s great
it’s payback, russell wilson falling way back
in the draft, turn nothing into something
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 nothing, i’m still friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
eminem
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
been wanting my cake, and eat it too
and wanting it both ways
fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
when i blew; see, 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 (wooh!)
hit the lottery, oh wee
with what i gave up to get was bittersweet
with this like winning a huge meet
ironic cause i think i’m getting so huge
i need a shrink
i’m beginning to lose sleep
one sheep, two sheep
going cuckoo and cooky as kool keith
but i’m actually weirder than you think
cause i’m
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
no, 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 conjuring
sometimes i wonder where these thoughts sp-wn from(yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
no wonder you losing your mind
the way it wanders)
yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
i think you’ve been wandering off down yonder
and stumbled onto jeff van
vonderen’
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 is killing me
and i can’t conquer it
my ocd is conking me in the head
keep knocking, n-body’s home, i’m sleepwalking
i’m just relaying what the voice
in my head’s saying
don’t shoot the messenger, i’m just friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
call me crazy, but i have this vision
one day that i walk amongst you a regular civilian
but until then drums get killed and i’m coming straight at
emcees, blood get spilled and itake it back to the days that i get on a dre track
give every kid who got played at
pumped up feeling and sh-t to say back
to the kids who played ’em
i ain’t here to save the f–king children
but if one kid out of a hundred million
who are going through a struggle feels
and then relates that’s great
it’s payback, russell wilson falling way back
in the draft, turn nothing into something
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 nothing, i’m still friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
eminem
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
been wanting my cake, and eat it too
and wanting it both ways
fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
when i blew; see, 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 (wooh!)
hit the lottery, oh wee
with what i gave up to get was bittersweet
with this like winning a huge meet
ironic cause i think i’m getting so huge
i need a shrink
i’m beginning to lose sleep
one sheep, two sheep
going cuckoo and cooky as kool keith
but i’m actually weirder than you think
cause i’m
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
no, 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 conjuring
sometimes i wonder where these thoughts sp-wn from(yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
no wonder you losing your mind
the way it wanders)
yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
i think you’ve been wandering off down yonder
and stumbled onto jeff van
vonderen’
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 is killing me
and i can’t conquer it
my ocd is conking me in the head
keep knocking, n-body’s home, i’m sleepwalking
i’m just relaying what the voice
in my head’s saying
don’t shoot the messenger, i’m just friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
call me crazy, but i have this vision
one day that i walk amongst you a regular civilian
but until then drums get killed and i’m coming straight at
emcees, blood get spilled and itake it back to the days that i get on a dre track
give every kid who got played at
pumped up feeling and sh-t to say back
to the kids who played ’em
i ain’t here to save the f–king children
but if one kid out of a hundred million
who are going through a struggle feels
and then relates that’s great
it’s payback, russell wilson falling way back
in the draft, turn nothing into something
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 nothing, i’m still friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
eminem
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
been wanting my cake, and eat it too
and wanting it both ways
fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
when i blew; see, 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 (wooh!)
hit the lottery, oh wee
with what i gave up to get was bittersweet
with this like winning a huge meet
ironic cause i think i’m getting so huge
i need a shrink
i’m beginning to lose sleep
one sheep, two sheep
going cuckoo and cooky as kool keith
but i’m actually weirder than you think
cause i’m
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
no, 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 conjuring
sometimes i wonder where these thoughts sp-wn from(yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
no wonder you losing your mind
the way it wanders)
yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
i think you’ve been wandering off down yonder
and stumbled onto jeff van
vonderen’
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 is killing me
and i can’t conquer it
my ocd is conking me in the head
keep knocking, n-body’s home, i’m sleepwalking
i’m just relaying what the voice
in my head’s saying
don’t shoot the messenger, i’m just friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
call me crazy, but i have this vision
one day that i walk amongst you a regular civilian
but until then drums get killed and i’m coming straight at
emcees, blood get spilled and itake it back to the days that i get on a dre track
give every kid who got played at
pumped up feeling and sh-t to say back
to the kids who played ’em
i ain’t here to save the f–king children
but if one kid out of a hundred million
who are going through a struggle feels
and then relates that’s great
it’s payback, russell wilson falling way back
in the draft, turn nothing into something
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 nothing, i’m still friends with the
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
i’m friends with a monster that’s under my bed
get a long with the voices inside of my head
you trying to save me
stop holding your breath
and you think i’m crazy, yeah, you think i’m crazy
well, that’s nothing
well, that’s nothing
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