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Don't look under your bed,
cuz I'm the voice in your head,
I'm the monkey in the mirror with the broken neck,
Know whatever you do, I'll be looking at you,
It's all so sweet from my point of view

Hey!
You are never alone,
I hear every conversation on your telephone,
even when you think you're completely alone,
I'm in every single little speck of light that's shone

You can't evade me,
but feel free to invade me,
that's precisely the action that I want you to make,
for the sooner you do; It'll be easier on you,
let your unfeigned self out and break on through

Lie!
You do it all the time,
the monkey in the mirror is your partner in crime,
you kiss me, but your saliva tastes as sour as lime,
Your conscience has been drenched with a layer of grime

Cut off all of your hair,
and tie yourself to a chair,
if you sit there long enough, angels will slit your wrists,
then you'll bleed out in a chalice and ascend to a palace,
where you are god and everybody else is me