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{intro}
Five, four, three, two, one, action

{verse 1}
Is it blasphemy to have a sense of humor?
I picture my own funeral sometimes when i get bored
I think about my family sharing one fucked up computer
I used for playing solitaire and sometimes watching porn

{pre-chorus}
I always assumed i only liked boys, but now i'm not sure
And the first time anyone touched me, they didn't ask me first

{chorus}
Now i need more than a therapist
I think i need an exorcist
It feels like my head is spinning around
I'm up on the ceiling and i can't come down
I'm up on the ceiling
High up on the ceiling

{verse 2}
I had a set of bible story vhs tapes
My mother made me watch to balance out the other shows
And all the girls i knew from school were cool and dressing sexy
In their halter tops and clear lip gloss and abercrombie clothes

{pre-chorus}
The human mind is a bullshit time machine
You can travel back in time but you can't change anything

{chorus}
Now i need more than a therapist
I think i need an exorcist
It feels like my head is spinning around
I'm up on the ceiling and i can't come down
And i've gotta deal with my personal demons
It's not their fault they're up all night screaming
They didn't ask to be born and neither did i

{post-chorus}
And god i feel like throwing up
I'm getting old, but i'm not growing up
So bring me a ladder and help me out
I'm up on the ceiling and i can't come down

{outro}
I'm up on the ceiling
High up on the ceiling
I'm up on the ceiling and i can't come down

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