Monstre (I Assimilate Late)

Sometimes I get stuck
In the faces on my phone
I feel like I know something
That they don’t know anymore
Gunning down the highway
As the sun burns through my skull
A cliche flush with meaning
Jumps out of the radio
I… I…
I’m not crying anymore
I assimilate late before I lose it all
When they took my clothing
Over and over again
I walked naked in the snow drift
And I learned I have a hollow core
Cunning cuts like razors
I hid it all below
A swollen ego-itis
Lashes out at a phantom call
I… I…
I’m not laughing anymore
I assimilate late before I lose it all
You built a monster out of me
But I love you even more
Built a monster out of me
But I love you even more