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I feel the monster rising
From deep inside myself
A part of me repressed from sight
A potion sets it free now
Epitome of lust and hate
For all the world to see but me
Chorus:
Here it is, the monster's out
A freak of culture but still myself
Without a doubt, the monsters out
No nned for chemicals anymore
The change occurs at will
My second personality
No morals and limitations
No sense of right or wrong
A menace because of society
Chorus:
Here it is, the monster's out
A freak of culture but still myself
Without a doubt, the monster's out
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