Ophelia کے بول

A garbage can, acid trip, I am Living in a world of felines 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 Tell them you're fine! Tell them you're fine! Tell them you're fine! Tell them you're 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