You be careful of that monster's thrash
You do not want to feel his lash
He is the monster in your head too
He is the shame from the things we can't undo
He is the monster who made me, me
In broken pieces, he just left them be
No one will quite ever understand
Why I am like the way that I am
It doesn't matter how or what was done wrong
An obsession over my failure grows strong
My niceness depletes-it dries up inside
Then he who was hidden comes out with pride
He is the monster created in our heads
Given the chance you should leave him for dead
An unassuming, charming, quirky guy
Who turns into the worst at night
He is the monster that slows you down
Makes you second guess everything around
Quickly he can turn your faith into doubt
His path of destruction will leave you with a blackout!
You be careful of that monster's thrash
You do not want to feel his lash
He is the monster in your head too
He is the shame from the things we can't undo
Toxic and dangerous he speaks his mind
But rarely are his words the gentle kind
Never content or filled with delight
There's always something to fuel a fight
It doesn't matter how or what was done wrong
An obsession over my failure grows strong
My niceness depletes-it dries up inside
Then he who was hidden comes out with pride
He is the monster created in our heads
Given the chance you should leave him for dead
An unassuming, charming, quirky guy
Who turns into the worst at night
He is the monster that slows you down
Makes you second guess everything around
Quickly he can turn your faith into doubt
His path of destruction will leave you with a blackout!
Not all monsters hide under your bed
Most monsters like to hide in our heads
Not just monsters that pop out to go boo
(Boo!) But inner critics who you succumb to
He is the monster created in our heads
Given the chance you should leave him for dead
An unassuming, charming, quirky guy
Who turns into the worst at night
He is the monster that slows you down
Makes you second guess everything around
Quickly he can turn your faith into doubt
His path of destruction will leave you with a blackout!
You be careful of that monster's thrash
You do not want to feel his lash
He is the monster in your head too
He is the shame from the things we can't undo
He's the twisted voice that whispers low
Saying things no one should ever know
He's a bougie critic too tough to satisfy
Whose sharp projections are amplified...