| Some days I’m narcissistic, some days I’m in my way
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| Some days I try to sleep with pins and needles in my brain
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| Some days I feel sadistic, a portrait of my pain
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| Some days I live in fear that I am every fucking thing I hate
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Follow me down
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| Under the skin I indulge
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| Feeding the flies in my mouth
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| Through my eyes
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| I know that I’m gonna be fine
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| Some days I feel addictive, some days I feel alone
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| Some days I fear the worst in me is the best you’ll ever know
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| Some days I feel the static with everyone I know
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| Some days I feel like I just want to slit a motherfucker’s throat
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Follow me down
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| Under the skin I indulge
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| Feeding the flies in my mouth
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| Through my eyes
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| I know that I’m gonna be fine
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| Swallow the pain
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| Selling my sorrow for shame
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| Sanity circles the drain
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| With a smile
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| I swear that I’m gonna be fine
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| I know that I’m gonna be fine
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| I know that I’m gonna be fine
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| I know that I’m gonna be fine
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| Oh God, am I gonna be fine?
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| Bright lights, am I dead or alive?
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| Someone say I’m not losing my mind
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| I made a deal with the devil inside
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| Oh God, I’m gonna be fine
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| (Go!) Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
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| (Go!) Shut up, shut up, shut up
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| (Go!) Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
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| (Go!) Shut up, shut up, shut up
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| Decaying, follow me down
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| Under the skin I indulge
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| Feeding the flies in my mouth
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| Through my eyes
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| I know that I’m gonna be fine
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| Swallow the pain
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| Selling my sorrow for shame
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| Sanity circles the drain
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| With a smile
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| I swear that I’m gonna be fine |