Mood swings Falling Backwards Balling Silence Always Violence In the hallways Monsters under my bed come creeping Evil bitch left me so cold I'm freezing Fumes in my room i was sad now i'm bleeding Pop a hundred pills i'll be dead by this evening Monsters in my room Monsters in my room I'll be dead by noon What drugs will i choose Black clothes Streetlights More drugs New highs I have No time Downers Fuck lines So many times came close to not breathing Took so many pills that i slept through the weekend Floating thought life just thinking i was dreaming Pop a hundred pills ill be dead by this evening Monsters in my room Monsters in my room I'll be dead by noon What drugs will i choose Monsters in my room Monsters in my room I'll be dead by noon What drugs will i choose