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.
Dear Ophelia, I'm trying.
Tell them I have scared the world.
Voices tell me I am dying, but I tell them I feel fine, I feel fine.
Tell them you're fine, Tell them you're fine, Tell them you're fine.
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.
So Dear Ophelia, I am trying.
Tell them I have scared the world.
Voices tell me I am dying, but I tell them I feel fine, I feel fine.
Tell them you're fine, Tell them you're fine, Tell them you're fine yeah
Tell them you're fine. ah tell them you're fine, Tell them you're fine yeah
Dear Ophelia I'm trying.
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