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letra de monsters - ghost^47

[hook]
monsters stuck in your head
monsters under your bed
we are, we are monsters oh oh oh(x2)

[verse 1: ghost^47 ]
i done done a lotta things that i shouldn’t do
do you too, feel too, the need to, be useful
so you keep on doing things to please the society
i done faked a lot just to meet up with all their expectations
i don’t need no f-cking invitation to their wack occasion
do you get the message that i’m tryna pass on
do you feel the passion
look i’m tryna be a better person
so i keep faking
yea, we all the same thing
but not in free mason
when err thing from you is taken
i’m never selling my soul for that motherf-cking fame thing
i told my papi, look here old man, i’m running for music
and i promise, ain’t no partying, i won’t f-ck around like you did
where the f-ck is stardom, i need someone here to introduce me
i’ve been hiding in the dark for long, the monster’s prolly grown by now
king kong or godzilla
doesn’t matter, still a k!ller
in your head like a thriller
i’d prolly be the same if i wasn’t so close to hova
[hook]
monsters stuck in your head
monsters under your bed
we are, we are monsters oh oh oh(x2)

[verse 2: ghost^47 ]
thought twas all over
and then it came louder
in my head like real soccer
thinking is a blood sucker
voices in every corner, the public keeps sending orders
you tryna keep up with others
lil mistake then you’re a goner
the traitor, the perpetrator
they bring out the monster in you
the f-cking critics continues
that leads you to being evil
you screaming “f-ck all these people”
the pain of being out singled
brings negative thoughts to k!ll you
to the verge, you’re so profound
numb and tame is where you’re found
then you chaw over suicidal sh-t
the public’s got no empathy
you f-cking get yourself discrete
all judgmental, no friends tho
let go of the pain that you bred bro
there you go, little munro
little notes of your life that you pen tho
indoors with no amigos
i sound okay, but i’m not bro
i need a hug
i need a plug
at least, someone to connect to
talk to, cry to and relate too
some day i’ma die
and leave music behind
tell me, who’s gonna cry
like, who’s gonna miss me
who’s gonna need me
who wanna be me
[hook]
monsters stuck in your head
monsters under your bed
we are, we are monsters oh oh oh(x2)

[verse 3: ghost^47 ]
funny how we talk about the public
when we make the public, so n-gga don’t get too toxic
you don’t like the topic
well that’s cos you’re f-cking torpid
to top it
you’re the type that’s easily tricked, cos you’re too trusting
daisy daddy wasn’t a hero, he was erratic
hated the public and got his f-cking self ascetic
that led him to being a psyche
forgetting he criticized men who couldn’t make it up to his standards
always called himself outdated
cos of that, he was belated
by all girls he ever dated
sees parties, call it time wasted
loves predicting petty sh-ts tho
like he was gerolamo cardano
the pain
it made
the man
insane
his name
is lame
he’s tamed
the lane
he’s in
is feigned
he aims
a trail
but fails
best lesson that i learnt in life
came from worst feeling i ever had
no second chance
you give no glance
to people who ain’t just like you
and then i give a muse
to why all these his attitudes
here’s the truth
you’re a monster too
[hook]
monsters stuck in your head
monsters under your bed
we are, we are monsters oh oh oh(x2)

- ghost47

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