You say you wanna know what's in my head
But I don't wanna talk about it with your friends
You say you want the best of me
But I could show the worst and I can show you what is in between
I can't get out, I can't get out of your grip now
I'm stuck in a rut and unless you want to shut it off I'm comin for ya. I I'm comin for ya

Oh no I've gone and fucked it up
I kinda wanna see you test out my bad bad luck
Oh no I think I've had enough
I can't see past the monster that I've become

I'm so far gone
Come with me and let's get out
Feels like I'm saving face again
I look like the rest so it's all my fault
But hey it's just the world and you get what you want
You look like a mess but you've got it all
Oh yeah
Woo

Oh no I've gone and fucked it up
I kinda wanna see you test out my bad bad luck
Oh no I think I've had enough
I can't see past the monster that I've become
Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what monster have I become
What have I become?

Oh no I've gone and fucked it up
I kinda wanna see you test out my bad bad luck
Oh no I think I've had enough
I can't see past the monster that I've become

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Writer(s): Nick Sturz, Stephen Ramos