-
Eminem
、
Rihanna - The
Monster
I'm friends with the monster
That's und
er my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my
head
You're trying to save me
Stop hol
ding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah, you think I'm crazy (crazy)
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of
Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars can't
be choosey
Wanted to receive attention
for my music
Wanted to be left alone,
the public excuse me
Been wanting my
cake, I need it too, wanting it both ways
Fame may be a balloon cause my ego
inflated
When I blew seep it was
confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is
be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused
ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam
Hit the lottery, oh wee
With
what I gave up to get was bittersweet
It was like winning a huge meet
Ironic cause I think I'm getting so big
I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose
sleep: one sheep, two sheep
Going cucko
and cuckier as Kool Keith
But I'm
actually weirder than you think
Cause
I'm
I'm friends with the monster
That's und
er my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my
head
You're trying to save me
Stop hol
ding your breath
And you think I'm crazy
Yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's not fair
Well, that's not
fair
Now I ain't much of a
poet
But I know somebody once told me
to seize the moment
And don't squander
it
Cause you never know when it could
all be over
' so I keep conjuring
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts
spawn from
(Yeah, pond
er it
Do you wonder there's no wonder