Self-Loathing by Greybeard Lyrics

Swirling in his thoughts
A place he can hide

Bright spots are dull
Have left him dead inside

They stare and whisper
He knows their games

Reality slips
Slipping away

(Chorus 1)
What has he become? Something we despise
A monster to us all Something we despise

A cry in the night
Lost in the noise

No one will notice
He’ll never get caught
Voices speak
They’re all insane

There is no escape
Make the nightmare stop

(Chorus 1)
What has he become? Something we despise
A monster to us all
Something we despise

(Chorus 1)
What has he become? Something we despise
A monster to us all
Something we despise

(Chorus 2)
What have I become? Something to despise
What will we become? Monsters in disguise