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    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

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