Popular Monster

Yeah

I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze

I'm not sure if I should say this, fuck, I'll say it anyway

Everybody tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase

I don't know if it's a phase

I just wanna feel okay, yeah

I battle with depression, but the question still remains

Is this post-traumatic stressin' or am I suppressing rage?

And my doctor tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase

Yeah, it's not a fucking phase

I just wanna feel okay, okay

Yeah, I struggle with this bullshit everyday

And it's probably 'cause my demons simultaneously rage

It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me

'Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out

I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer

I'm a popular, popular monster

I break down, falling into love now with falling apart

I'm a popular, popular monster

I think I'm going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze

Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I replace

I'm in a race against myself, I try to keep a steady pace

How the fuck will I escape if I never close my case?

Oh my God, I keep on stressin', every second that I waste

Is another second sooner to a blessing I won't take

But my therapist will tell me that I'm going through a stage

Yeah, it's not a fucking stage

I just wanna feel okay, okay

Motherfucker, now you got my attention

I need to change a couple things 'cause something is missin'

And what if I were to lie, tell you everything is fine?

Every single fucking day I get closer to the grave, I am terrified

I fell asleep at the wheel again

Crashed my car just to feel again

It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me

'Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out

I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer

I'm a popular, popular monster

I break down, falling into love now with falling apart

I'm a popular, popular fucking monster

Yeah, here we go again, motherfucker, oh

We're sick and tired of wondering

Praying to a God that you don't believe

We're searching for the truth in the lost and found

So the question I ask is

Where the fuck is your god now?

'Cause I'm about to break down, searching for a way out

I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer

I'm a popular, popular monster

I break down, falling into love now with falling apart

I'm a popular, popular monster

I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer

I'm a popular, popular monster