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letra de monster - andradece

[chorus]

you better watch out
‘cuz you’re the blame for this mess i’ve made
you just a memory, don’t pretend to be, friends again, we’ll never be
(whoa)
the demons laugh, angels help out me out
hide your family hide your friends
from this
monster you made of me

[verse 1]

a different plan the same results
how many problems you people cause, you leave me in awe
i get panic attacks causing me to break all the locks
if you expected chase, well sorry you’re not anymore
lord
my flaws chewing up and down on my flesh
i cried for help but n-body, seem to hear i said
lord forgive ‘cuz your people bout to see who i am
no holding back, i’m exposing everything that you did
look
i’m no longer your friend
you done murdered us both
now no closer than state you will get
you had the nerve to cut me off
well i’m at it again
it’s no use tryin’ tarnish my rep
i call you out and you split
fueling the fire wit’ malice intent
we ain’t finished, until you
fix all the damage you left
this knife in my back poking out the side of my ribs
it’s funny how jealously can spark a turn of events

chorus:

[verse 2]

this group of people, they know who i am
they remind me of the reason i live
they wear the face of a cult, they convinced that they better than us, they insecure so they blame it on us
they just following rules, ‘cuz that’s the only way they know to get off
“you ain’t saved till you follow the law”
what’s perfection to y’all?
i’d rather not get involved
but you boil my blood
a pyromaniac burning the holy quran
this depression is strong
i ain’t worthy of a dime that i got
i ain’t worried if you like me or not
my fingers know what to write
i’m journalizing my life
and i’ll be d-mned if you get me to stop
y’all deserve the fakest people award
you provoked my walls
the vandalism covers my front door
i’ll lay your face on a bike and drag the rest to the porch, white collared jehovah witness you can kiss my floors

[chorus]

[verse 3]

the mirror breaks when i look up to it
i’ve had enough tryin’ fix what’s ruined
and my scars ain’t useless
they show me how to write my music
i done searched for years and still haven’t found my purpose
i was made in a prison
the time that i saw light was the just widow-panes pretendin’
they said “the deadline p-ssed, there ain’t no way you gonna make it”
but ye ain’t the only person wit’ late registration
y’all made this monster
i do drop bombs first, independent i don’t need your sponsors
if you ain’t a fan of the work, don’t worry my hands won’t touch yours
a raw spitta’ designed to invade and conquer
oh lord
some thinking hate is all i do
like that’s the program i default to
but my life’s too dark and that’s the one thing i cannot choose
i accept the weight i hold on to
i suggest

[chorus]

- andradece

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