Running them off the highway

Running them off the rail

Running their babies into cold black water

Just me and my stash and my scale



Filling the tank over flowing

Filling a dirty syringe

Filling another cemetary

Hope drinking blood don't make you cringe no



Seeing is still not beleiving

Seeing that you're still here

Seeing you fall from the eighth floor window

Your reputation to smear



Shooting in every direction

Shooting stars inside our heads

Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes

I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no



I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster yeah



Shooting in every direction

Shooting stars inside our heads

Shooting before you see the whites of their eyes

I bet you never thought you'd see me dead no



I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster

I'll turn the heat up high

I'll turn away from this mess I'm burning

The smell of skin on fire

I'm turning into a monster yeah

A monster