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Monster This Is Our Story

have to make them You always make the worst choices then you pretend that That you control the situation and still remain with That stupid pose that makes me sick This is your story

have to make them You always make the worst choices then you pretend that That you control the situation and still remain with That stupid pose that makes me sick This is your story

player is the place to be Gotta knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the

story goes He went out in a blaze of glory He went out in a front page story He went out in a front page story My soul can't rest today I can't bring

huh You can't be serious Fix ya face We gon' do a song That you never heard before We comin' to take this yall We comin' to rock this yall (This is the

this? Peddlers Eastern Conference That smut, it is what it is That smut, it is what it is That smut, it is what it is That smut, it is what it is Yo

then 10 times 42, what's that got to do with anything this song's about This jealousy I'll do without Where am I in this fairytale, this nightingale

know? And this right here is the composition I was speaking of and uh, this is the guitar part, this is the vocal, this is the bass part, and this little

over this before been over and over been over this before And over, been over this before so over this. Been over this. So over this. Been over this.