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Complex


There's a war ragin' inside

Jackyll and Hyde

I'm a monster

Frankenstein

i hurt people

you seem surprised

i despise

me.

No peace, no cloud 9

regardless of how hard i try

the monster won't lie down and die.

this beast ain't no pussy

'cause he got more than 9 lives

There's gotta be more to life

than black and white

something to live for

wait,

Everything.

This "World War Me" I gotta fight

F--K being wrong, i wanna be all right

Matt, you're in my sights

I messed with fire so long, now you playin' with dynamite

y'all may not understand

Not even comprehend

I'm too complex but I'm offerin' my hand

to help y'all back up to stand.

 

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