Lo[E]oked in my laptop, w[A]hat did I s[E]ee?
A f[E]lashin' message says t[A]oday therap[E]y
Rat[E]her walk through fire than con[A]verse with my [E]shrink
Bu[C]t I'm getting b[G]etter that's what so[D]me people think[B]
Ta[E]lk about denial and dys[A]functional [E]things
He[E]ad's like a bell som[A]edays it do[E]ngs and it dings
My[E] brain play tricks on me it li[A]kes to shift g[E]ears
S[C]pend lots of mo[G]ney, but I'm tacklin' my f[D]ears
Chorus:
Va[G]mpires, m[C]ummies and the Holy Gh[G]ost
The[C]se are the th[G]ings that te[D]rrify me the m[G]ost
No[G] aliens, p[C]sychopaths or MTV ho[G]sts
Scare me like v[C]ampires, m[G]ummies and the H[D]oly G[G]host
Ooohh
Had a dream last night took a time travellin' ride
Back to my childhood where those monsters reside
They snack on innocence and dine on self-esteem
But I like to be in touch with what makes me scream
Chorus:
[C]I was n[Bm]ever ever f[Am]rightened [C]by the [Bm]murderer on our [Am]block
H[C]e nurtured [Bm]orchids and raised [Am]hamsters
The nei[G]ghborhood is s[D]till in shock[D7]
L[G]a la la la,[C] la la la la[G]
[C]La la la la, [G]la la [D]la la la [G]la
So many dragons lurking out in the fog
So many crazy people mumblin' monologues
It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read
I need protection from the things in my head like
Chorus:
A f[E]lashin' message says t[A]oday therap[E]y
Rat[E]her walk through fire than con[A]verse with my [E]shrink
Bu[C]t I'm getting b[G]etter that's what so[D]me people think[B]
Ta[E]lk about denial and dys[A]functional [E]things
He[E]ad's like a bell som[A]edays it do[E]ngs and it dings
My[E] brain play tricks on me it li[A]kes to shift g[E]ears
S[C]pend lots of mo[G]ney, but I'm tacklin' my f[D]ears
Chorus:
Va[G]mpires, m[C]ummies and the Holy Gh[G]ost
The[C]se are the th[G]ings that te[D]rrify me the m[G]ost
No[G] aliens, p[C]sychopaths or MTV ho[G]sts
Scare me like v[C]ampires, m[G]ummies and the H[D]oly G[G]host
Ooohh
Had a dream last night took a time travellin' ride
Back to my childhood where those monsters reside
They snack on innocence and dine on self-esteem
But I like to be in touch with what makes me scream
Chorus:
[C]I was n[Bm]ever ever f[Am]rightened [C]by the [Bm]murderer on our [Am]block
H[C]e nurtured [Bm]orchids and raised [Am]hamsters
The nei[G]ghborhood is s[D]till in shock[D7]
L[G]a la la la,[C] la la la la[G]
[C]La la la la, [G]la la [D]la la la [G]la
So many dragons lurking out in the fog
So many crazy people mumblin' monologues
It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read
I need protection from the things in my head like
Chorus:
