Monster

Running them off the highway

Running them off the rail

Running their babies into cold black water

Just me and my stash and my scale

Filling the tank overflowing

Filling a dirty syringe

Filling another cemetery

Hope drinking blood don't make you cringe, no

Seeing is still not believing

Seeing that you're still here

Seeing you fall from the eighth-floor window

Your reputation to smear

Shooting in every direction

Shooting stars inside our heads

Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes

I bet you never thought you'd see me dead, no

I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster, yeah

Shooting in every direction

Shooting stars inside our heads

Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes

I bet you never thought you'd see me dead, no

I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster, yeah

A monster