garbage can
Acid trip
I am living in a world of feeling
food and trash
I'm caught beneath the nails of a cold corpses' hand
Haunted memories of who i am
Dear ophelia
I'm trying 
To tell them I have scared the world
The voices tell me i am dying
But i tell them I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
garbage can
Acid trip
I am
Staring at you all
Through closed casket walls
Maggots crawl inside a hole beside the wall
I will lay here in this coffin
'til i figure out my feelings, yeah
dear Ophelia
I'm trying
To tell them i have scared the world
The voices tell me i am dying
But i tell them I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I feel fine
I tried
I feel fine
I feel fine
I scarred the world 
I feel fine
I feel fine