[Lemon monster]
The line of fact and fiction's blurring
To the point that you can't even tell

What is real?
What is false?
What is anything at all?
My favorite kind of living hell!

Now you see me
Now you don't
Now I'm in your head

Complicated superstitions hanging by a thread!
There's nothing wrong with a bit of traumatizing
Small pinch of fear shouldn't be that paralyzing
Unless I feel like it should be

I'd ask to tell me all his secrets
So I'd never come to disappoint

Pull his teeth
Pricky his eyes and make sure that he's alive
Or maybe rip out all his joints

None will listen
None will care
No one will believe

Keep these moments locked inside you
Till the day you grieve

There's nothing wrong with a bit of traumatizing
Small pinch of fear shouldn't be that paralyzing
I'm not what you call your average kind of scary!
No need to yell, it's all imaginary!

Unless I feel it shouldn't be
Oh, okay