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 thatI could pick myself up of 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 paralyzed before (Never felt this paralyzed)

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 damn cold?

Why am I, why am I still so low?

Why should I, why should I get up or get out?

Why should I? Why?

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