The outside world's incontinent The wall's no longer our fence Your skin crawls with it, what's eating you? Flawless for our little one Do-overs and re-runs As you sacrifice the air you breathe
All those things life put you through Lame excuses shouldn't do It hasn't been enough for you, I'm waiting Panic is our passing flu A holiday without a view It's not good enough for you, I'm waiting
Find ourself inside again The outside world seems most distant Tomorrow the sun will rise again and you will smile And you will find yourself And you will find yourself And you will find yourself again
All those things life put you through Virtue nearly buried you Two years without a mirror, she's fading Forgetting her mental health Losing pieces of herself Lost in a nursery, he's waiting on the shelf For her to find herself For her to find herself For her to find herself again
(The outside world is closing in The outside world is closing in The outside world is, is closing in)