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Monster - The Automatic (Automatic)

Brain fried tonight through misuse
You can’t avoid static abuse

Without these pills you’re let loose
Take off, get out, no excuse

What’s that coming over the hill
Is it a monster? Is it a monster?

Confused, mind bruised, it seeps out
Face down, home town looks so grey

Convexed you bend, twist and shout
Stand up brush off get moving