I realize I'll fall through every hole
Find a new love and **** myself for it
Find a way out but they eat me all up
I eat and I eat; don't get any bigger
Too tiny to be seen by God's mercy
You hung pamphlets all over my room

I'm not cold, I'm not sick
(You have the nerve which berates me)
I'm just doing as best as I can

It's overcast now but I'm not complaining
Helping hands aren't trying to choke me
So don't run away, please don't
My God won't help me but they will
The wrath of poison swallows me whole

I'm not cold, I'm not sick
Just know that I'm actually okay