Look in the windows
They don't see nothing at all
Sometimes they're open
But they're usually closed

Everyone's knocking
I look through the hole
I wish I could open the door
But I'm tired and cold
Feels like mm, mm
Mm, mm

Maybe I'm dying
So comfortable crying
I don't know the difference
Between lying and smiling

My bones are like water
My head's getting hotter, hotter
And I can't remember
My blood's running thinner
Oh, I ache, mm, mm
Mm, mm (ha-ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ha-ah-ah)

I don’t remember, how could I ever forget?
I wanna feel better, but something about being sick is
Easy, twisted, comfortable
No, I don’t remember, I don’t remember, no
I don’t remember, how could I ever forget? (Ha-ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I wanna feel better, but something about being sick is (ha-ah-ah)
Easy, twisted, comfortable (ha-ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
But I don’t remember, I don’t remember, no (ha-ah-ah)

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Ha-ah-ah
Ha-ha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ha-ah-ah