Chorus:
                     Dbm             B        A             
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
                   Dbm     B            A
Get along with the voices inside of my head
                 Dbm       B                 A 
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
                  Dbm     B                   A 
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Verse:
            Dbm               B
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
   A
Oh well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Dbm                         B
Wanted to receive attention for my music
           A
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
Dbm                          B
Been wanting my cake, and eat it too, and wanting it both ways
A
Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
      Dbm                 B
When I blew; see, it was confusing
                A
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Dbm          B                      A
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam (wooh!)

Hit the lottery, oh wee
Dbm                 B
With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
          A
With this like winning a huge meet
                Dbm                                B
Ironic cause I think I'm getting so huge I need a shrink
                 A
I'm beginning to lose sleep: one sheep, two sheep
           Dbm           B   
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
                 A
But I'm actually weirder than you think

Cause I'm

Chorus:
                     Dbm             B        A             
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
                   Dbm     B            A
Get along with the voices inside of my head
                 Dbm       B                 A 
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
                  Dbm     B                   A 
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Bridge:
               Dbm     B      A       Dbm     Bm      A
Well, that's nothing (woohoo woohoo woohooo woohooo woohooo)
               Dbm     B      A       Dbm     Bm      A
Well, that's nothing (woohoo woohoo woohooo woohooo woohooo)

Verse (same as first):
No, 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 all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
No wonder you losing your mind, the way it wanders)
Yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
I think you've been wandering off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very thing that I love is killing me and I can't conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice in my head's saying
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the

Chorus:
                     Dbm             B        A             
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
                   Dbm     B            A
Get along with the voices inside of my head
                 Dbm       B                 A 
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
                  Dbm     B                   A 
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Bridge:
               Dbm     B      A       Dbm     Bm      A
Well, that's nothing (woohoo woohoo woohooo woohooo woohooo)
               Dbm     B      A       Dbm     Bm      A
Well, that's nothing (woohoo woohoo woohooo woohooo woohooo)

Verse (same as first):
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed and I'm coming straight at
Emcees, blood get spilled and I
Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played at
Pumped up feeling and xxxx to say back
To the kids who played 'em
I ain't here to save the xxxxxxx children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels and then relates that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that
Straw into gold chump, I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothing, I'm still friends with the

Chorus:
                     Dbm             B        A             
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
                   Dbm     B            A
Get along with the voices inside of my head
                 Dbm       B                 A 
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
                  Dbm     B                   A 
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy

Bridge:
               Dbm     B      A       Dbm     Bm      A
Well, that's nothing (woohoo woohoo woohooo woohooo woohooo)
               Dbm     B      A       Dbm     Bm      A
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