Garbage can acid trip,
I am living in a world of feline food and trash
I'm caught beneath the nails of a cold corpses hand
Haunted memories of who I am
Garbage can acid trip,
I am staring at you all through closed casket walls
Maggots crawl inside a hole inside the wall
I will lay here in this coffin till I figure out my feelings
Dear Ophelia, I am trying
Tell them I have scared the world
The voices tell me that I am dying, but I tell them I feel I fine
Tell them you're fine