The same old melody stagnating in my head
And it makes me fuckin' sick, makes me wish that I was dead
I fill the cracks with anything that I can find
I got wax and sugar dripping from my mouth and from my eyes
Went through the effort, I laced it with profanities
Wasn't enough to keep it from the nursery
I felt so drunk and high sitting there uncannily
And I felt sick as I let everything wash over me
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
These pretty packages all lined up by my bed
Make me feel less fuckin' bad, make me feel alive again
I fill the cracks with anything that I can find
I got bits of plastic stuck between my teeth and in my eyes
Went through the effort, I laced it with profanities
Wasn't enough to keep it from the nursery
I felt so drunk and high sitting there uncannily
As I felt I everything just washing over me
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da
Da, da
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