[Verse 1]
Swallowing the feeling
Counting cracks across the ceiling
Never reached the depths of them before
Finding flaws in every format
I know but haven’t shown that
I could pick myself up of the floor
[Bridge]
I’ll fill my glass to take the edge off
The choice is mine
[Chorus]
From the outside
I seem fine
On the inside I’m still sick
The pills a temporary fix
From the outside
I seem fine
[Verse 2]
Way to find my bottom with these empty orange bottles
Never felt so paralysed before (never felt this paralysed)
We were looking for some answers
With the hang this broken lantern
Growing ever closer to the floor
[Bridge]
I’ll fill my glass to take the edge off
The choice is mine
[Chorus]
From the outside
I seem fine
On the inside I’m still sick
The pills a temporary fix
From the outside
I seem fine
Why do I? get up or get out
Why should I? [Chorus]
From the outside
I seem fine
On the inside I’m still sick
The pills a temporary fix
From the outside
I seem fine
I seem fine
On the inside I’m still sick
The pills a temporary fix
From the outside why do I? why am I? still so old
Why should I? feel so damn cold
Why am I? why should I?