A garbage can Acid trip I am living in a world of feeling food and trash I'm caught beneath the nails of a cold corpses' hand Haunted memories of who i am Dear ophelia I'm trying To tell them I have scared the world The voices tell me i am dying But i tell them I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine A garbage can Acid trip I am Staring at you all Through closed casket walls Maggots crawl inside a hole beside the wall I will lay here in this coffin 'til i figure out my feelings, yeah dear Ophelia I'm trying To tell them i have scared the world The voices tell me i am dying But i tell them I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine I feel fine I tried I feel fine I feel fine I scarred the world I feel fine I feel fine