G                                 C
Ripping my eyelids a little bit wider 
     G                                         C
Are two prying hands that grew out from my shoulders 
       G             C
And I can't explain why 
            F        G    C
but it's hurting my eyes
G                                           C
Thick blackened quills springing out of my back
             G                                  C
and there's hair in between and in all of the cracks
       G                  C           F       G
Of my skin that's grown scaley and yellowish brown 
                       C                         G
In my mind there's a cloud and it wants to come out

      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster

G                       C            F            G
And my fingers have shriveled and dropped to the dirt
     G           C          F               G
And two giant talons have grown where they were
G                 C            F     G                    C
I'm starting to think I will never return to my previous form
                      G
Which I can't quite recall
              D
But i'm not hungry at all

      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster

G                  C          F          G
And I feel the compulsion to dig myself in 
                 C
So I start on a hole,
                    G
like some feverish mole

      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster
      G    C F G
I'm a Monster