Static.
I'm losing reception in here
Why is there a nail in my skull
Pound! Pound! Pound!
It's in there pretty deep.

Saran wrap.
Around my heart and it's
Pulling tight, tight, tight
Yeah, the air's getting shallow
It's um, kind of hard to breathe.

Carousel.
Goes round and round, round and round
The pictures moving up and down
Oooh, how pretty, how creepy
Get me off this ride?

I don't want to be here anymore
I don't want to be here anymore
Why am I so weak
It's so fun -- it's so easy
Everyone feel bad for me, now please

Do you still love me?
Uh, why? I'm incessant
I do not stop
I am not safe here

Safe
Saaaay
Fuhhh....ck
Dude I like, can't and I don't even care
This isn't a poem anymore
Let me go