A Garbage can, acid tripI 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 gargabe 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 feelingsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
