A Garbage can, acid trip I am living in a world Of feline food and trash I am caught beneath the nails Of a cold corpses hand Haunted memories of who I am
Dear Ophelia, I am trying Tell them I have scared the world Voices tell me I am dieing But I tell them 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 Till I Figure out my feelings
