Swallowing a 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
off the floor
I'll fill my glass
to take the edge off
The choice is mine
From the outside
I seem fine
On the inside I'm still sick
The pill's a temporary fix
From the outside
I seem fine
Redefine rock bottom
with these empty
orange bottles
Never felt so paralysed before
We're all looking
for some answers
With the hangman's
broken lantern
Growing ever closer
to the floor
I'll fill my glass
to take the edge off
The choice is mine
From the outside
I seem fine
On the inside I'm still sick
The pill's a temporary fix
From the outside
I seem fine
Why do I why do I
feel so **** cold
Why am I why am I
still so low
Why should I why should I
get up or get out
Why should I
From the outside
I seem fine
On the inside I'm still sick
The pill's a temporary fix
From the outside
I seem fine
I seem fine
On the inside I'm still sick
The pill's a temporary fix
From the outside