Monster Monster - The Almost

Sick of drinking poison

Sick of worrying

Sick of telling lies

You’re just sick of listening

What a bastard child

I have made myself

What a stab

What a missing truth

I hope I can get home to you

What’s the use in going it alone?

What’s the use in going this alone?

It’s you and me

Let’s get out of this place

It’s you and me

Let’s get out of this place

I’m sick of this monster monster

You’ve gotta get here

You’ve gotta get here

I’m sick of this monster monster

You’ve gotta get here

You’ve gotta get here

We’ve go to get out, get out

Before things get weird

Before it gets weird

We’ve got to get out, get out

Before it gets weirder

I have made an exit

I have made a home

Among the throne

And I have given in

I have given in

I have lost respect for me

Can this get any worse?

Can this get any worse?

Before it gets weirder