The monsters arent living under your bed

The monsters aren't living under your bed
'Cause they are the voices in your head
Zombified by the lies they've said
We've become the walking dead
'Cause everybody's talking bitch

Oh no, they'll never let go
Of something you said ten years ago
They're canceling, canceling you

And they won't stop till everybody's zombified
They're pumping us with lies like it's formaldehyde
They're dead inside
It goes on and on, let this go
When it stops, we'll never know
We're hypnotized
And they won't stop till you're zombified