Monsters in the Id

*Monsters, living in the ID
Monsters, living in my, head…

What you see isn’t always what you get
Where it lives, deep down dark inside…
All those feelings, hidden in the back of your head
There’s no reason to run and hide…

Simple pleasures, begin bleeding and burning
It might just kill me, it’s too close to call
I’ll never stop running, I’ll spit on the system
So now I’m free, to share my life with

Monsters, in the ID… Monsters, they’re in my head…