a 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 dieing

but i tell them i feel fine

i feel fine

i feel fine

i feel fine

i feel fine

a 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

im 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 scared the world 

i feel fine

i feel fine