Happytime Corpse Parade

Well i've grown into a monster, cant live with myself anymore So i guess i'll slit my wrists and draw some pictures on the floor And i'll make an obscure reference to a book that i read when i was ten I'd try harder explain it but i'm losing consciousness No Fear in my heart the lights go out in this box i remain Waiting for the day the winds will change and lighting strikes my grave I'm over it, i'm over it Well ive grown into a monster, i cant be around nobody else But i guess if i'm imma choose to live i'll lobotomize myself I'll take a torch to this coat hanger and shove it straight into my brain Then ill remove the memories that have caused me so much pain No Fear in my heart ill fix myself so you can understand Then finally you'll see the coward thats hiding behind this mask I'm over it, im over it