Monsters in my head
Find a life under my bed
Screaming loud into the night
\"You can\'t do anything right\"
I know, I don\'t do anything right
They scream and shout for hours
Turning any good dream sour
Shouting how I \"can\'t expect to be liked\"
Why would I think I could be liked
Yelling things I already know
Below my bed they only grow
\"You are weak, we have the power\"
I\'m so weak to their power
And I only grow weaker
They make my world seem so much bleaker
\"You\'ll never be happy, don\'t you see that?\"
I see that, I don\'t want to see that