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Alchemist II
I am not a monster
But sometimes I think I am
Since I don't really care
But I want to understand
I am not a monster
But I can still imagine:
Feeling cold like I should
Smiling calm, still, beneath waves
My mind is a clutter
From disposal to gutter,
But yet I am still high
Acting like I am above
Dear I will remember
And yes God do I hate it;
They helped me with the basement
But fell victim to the attic
Why must they flock to me?
Why can't they just let us sleep?
Gave up my taste for blood
But I'll drink up, sure, I should
Of course, I am human
Like a grave for you to fill
And you are my lesson:
The Sun setting on my hill
Once I had felt something
Now rats gnawing on my bones,
You might think it's nothing
But this tomb is now my home
I am not a monster
But they make me wish I was
So check under your bed twice
And hug your peace close
Because I remember:
I am a monster.
But sometimes I think I am
Since I don't really care
But I want to understand
I am not a monster
But I can still imagine:
Feeling cold like I should
Smiling calm, still, beneath waves
My mind is a clutter
From disposal to gutter,
But yet I am still high
Acting like I am above
Dear I will remember
And yes God do I hate it;
They helped me with the basement
But fell victim to the attic
Why must they flock to me?
Why can't they just let us sleep?
Gave up my taste for blood
But I'll drink up, sure, I should
Of course, I am human
Like a grave for you to fill
And you are my lesson:
The Sun setting on my hill
Once I had felt something
Now rats gnawing on my bones,
You might think it's nothing
But this tomb is now my home
I am not a monster
But they make me wish I was
So check under your bed twice
And hug your peace close
Because I remember:
I am a monster.
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