The Monster

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 wanted the fame but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars cannot be choosey
Wanted to receive attention from my music
Wanted to be left alone, public excuse me

For wanting my cake and eat it too
I wanted it both ways, fame made me a balloon
'Cause my ego inflated when I blew, see
But it's confusin' 'cause all I wanted to do's be
The Bruce Lee of loose leaf, a fused ink
Used it as a tool when I blew steam
Hit the lottery, ooh wee
Forget what I gave up to get, it's bittersweet
It was like winnin' to use me

Ironic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so huge
I need a shrink, I'm beginnin' to lose sleep
One sheep, two sheep, goin' cuckoo as 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 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 conjurin'
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Keep ponderin', do you ponder, it's no wonder
You're losin' your mind the way it wanders)

I think you've been wanderin' off down
Yonder and stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need a real evangelist to
Intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing I love is killin' me and I can't conquer it
No, see, these conquer me in the head
Keep knockin', nobody's home, I'm sleep talkin'
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 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 had this vision
One day that I walk amongst you, a regular civilian
But until then, drums get killed, I'm comin' straight at

MC's, blood gets spilled, and I take you back
To the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played at

Pump the feeling shit to say back
To the kids that play him, I ain't here to save the fuckin' children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are goin' through a strugglin' feels and then relates that, great
It's payback, Russell Wilson fallin' way back
In the draft, turn nothin' into somethin', still can make that
Straw indigo jump, I will spin
Rumplestilskin in a haystack

Maybe I need a straitjacket, 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 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)
Get along with the voices inside of my head (You're tryin' to)
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath (You think I'm)
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's nothing
Well, that's nothing

Yeah, yeah