Through my thin translucent skin, you see roller coasters on my spine
But there's no one on them screaming, they're all still stuck in the line

And if you peek into my eyeballs, maybe you will see the sky
Or you'll see four bright white walls, and a sickness that won't die

Some will try to see my heart, but I burned it in a fire
As it blistered and it bubbled, I simply sat there and admired

And behind my best smile is a pile of denial
And if I said I was fake, it'd be my first truth in a while

My bones break into spears and I shove them through my brain

    As I laugh
        and I bleed
           and I lose all my pain