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Chorus: Gm I’m friends with the monster F D# That’s under my bed, Gm Get along with the voices F D# Inside of my head. Gm You’re trying to save me; F D# Stop holding your breath. Gm And you think I’m crazy, F D# Yeah, you think I’m crazy. Gm I wanted the fame, F But not the cover of Newsweek. D# Oh, well, guess beggars can’t be choosy. Gm F Wanted to receive attention for my music, D# Wanted to be left alone in public. Gm Excuse me for wanting my cake and eat it too F And wanting it both ways. D# Fame made me a balloon ‘cause my ego inflated Gm F When I blew, see, but it was confusing D# ‘Cause all I wanted to do’s Be the Bruce Lee of loose-leaf. Gm F Abused ink, used it as a tool D# When I blew steam. Ooh! Hit the lottery, ooh wee, Gm But with what I gave up F To get was bittersweet. D# It was like winning a huge meet. Ironic, ‘cause I think Gm F I’m getting so huge I need a shrink. I’m beginning to lose sleep. D# One sheep, two sheep… Gm F Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith. D# But I’m actually weirder than you think ‘Cause I… Chorus: Gm I’m friends with the monster F D# That’s under my bed, Gm Get along with the voices F D# Inside of my head. Gm You’re trying to save me; F D# Stop holding your breath. Gm And you think I’m crazy, F D# Yeah, you think I’m crazy. Gm Well, that’s nothing. F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, Gm Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh. Gm Well, that’s nothing. F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, Gm Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh. Gm Uh-oh, uh-oh. Gm No, I ain’t much of a poet F But I know somebody once told me D# To seize the moment And don’t squander it, ‘Cause you never know Gm When it all could be over tomorrow. F So I keep conjuring. D# Sometimes I wonder Where these thoughts spawn from. Gm F (Yeah, ponder it. And do you want this? D# No wonder you losing your mind, The way it wanders.) Gm Yodel-odel-ay-ee-hoo. F I think you’ve been wandering off down D# Yonder and stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen, Gm F ‘Cause I need an interventionist D# To intervene between me and this monster Gm And save me from myself F And all this conflict, D# ‘Cause the very thing That I love’s killing me And I can’t conquer it. Gm F My OCD’s conking me in the head. D# Keep knocking, nobody’s home. I’m sleepwalking. Gm I’m just relaying F What the voice in my head saying. D# Don’t shoot the messenger. I’m just friends with the… Chorus: Gm I’m friends with the monster F D# That’s under my bed, Gm Get along with the voices F D# Inside of my head. Gm You’re trying to save me; F D# Stop holding your breath. Gm And you think I’m crazy, F D# Yeah, you think I’m crazy. Gm Well, that’s nothing. F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, Gm Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh. Gm Well, that’s nothing. F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, Gm Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh. Gm Uh-oh, uh-oh. Gm F Call me crazy, but I had this vision D# One day that I’ll walk Amongst you a regular civilian. Gm But, until then, F Drums get killed, D# And I’m coming straight at MC’s; Blood gets spilled. And I Gm Take it back to the days F That I get on a Dre track. D# Give every kid who got played at Pumped up feeling Gm And shit to say back F To the kids who play ’em. D# I ain’t here to save the fucking children, Gm F But if one kid out of a hundred million D# Who are going through a struggle Feels and relates, that’s great. Gm F It’s payback, Russell Wilson falling way back D# In the draft. Turn nothing into something. Gm Still can make that F D# Straw into gold, chump. I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack. Gm F D# Maybe I need a straightjacket. Face facts: D#add11+ D# I am nuts for real. But I’m okay with that; It’s nothing. I’m still friends with the… Chorus: Gm I’m friends with the monster F D# That’s under my bed, Gm Get along with the voices F D# Inside of my head. Gm You’re trying to save me; F D# Stop holding your breath. Gm And you think I’m crazy, F D# Yeah, you think I’m crazy. Gm I’m friends with the monster F D# That’s under my bed, (Get along with,) Gm Get along with the voices F D# Inside of my head. (You’re tryna,) Gm You’re trying to save me; F D# Stop holding your breath. (And you think,) Gm And you think I’m crazy, F D# Yeah, you think I’m crazy. Gm Well, that’s nothing. F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, Gm Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, oh. Gm Well, that’s nothing. F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, Gm Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, F D# Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh. Uh-oh, uh-oh.