A garbage can   Acid trip   I am living in a world of feeling   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   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   'til i figure out my feelings, yeah   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   I feel fine   I feel fine   I feel fine   I feel fine   I tried   I feel fine   I feel fine   I scarred the world    I feel fine   I feel fine