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 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 feelings