G G G C x4
G C
Ripping my eyelids a little bit wider
G C
Are two prying hands that grew out from my shoulders
G C
And I can't explain why
F G C
but it's hurting my eyes
G C
Thick blackened quills springing out of my back
G C
and there's hair in between and in all of the cracks
G C F G
Of my skin that's grown scaley and yellowish brown
C G
In my mind there's a cloud and it wants to come out
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
And my fingers have shriveled and dropped to the dirt
G C F G
And two giant talons have grown where they were
G C F G C
I'm starting to think I will never return to my previous form
G
Which I can't quite recall
D
But i'm not hungry at all
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
And I feel the compulsion to dig myself in
C
So I start on a hole,
G
like some feverish mole
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster
G C F G
I'm a Monster