I can’t feel a thing

But the stinging of a million honeybees

I can’t find my place

Chasing space in these barren passageways

Sometimes it’s, sometimes it’s easy

Sometimes it’s, sometimes it’s

Sometimes it’s the worst thing in the world

I can’t hear a thing

But the ringing of alarms that I have made

I can’t hide my face

Find no comfort in this unfamiliar place

Sometimes it’s, sometimes it’s easy

Sometimes it’s, sometimes it’s

Sometimes it’s the worst thing in the world

Oh, no

In the world

I don’t wanna bе myself

I am tired, can I be somеbody else?

I just can’t explain

Through the chaos going on inside my brain

Sometimes it’s, sometimes it’s

Sometimes it’s the worst thing in the world

Oh, no

In the world