[00:17.855]Often I am upset
[00:22.363]That I cannot fall in love
[00:24.614]But I guess
[00:26.369]This avoids the stress of falling out of it
[00:33.498]Are you, you tired of me yet?
[00:38.584]I'm a little sick right now, but I swear
[00:42.413]When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
[00:54.748]I'll cut my hair
[01:02.105]To make you stare
[01:10.004]I'll hide my chest
[01:11.357]And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
[01:48.693]Turn off your porcelain face
[01:52.615]I can't really think right now and this place
[01:56.098]Has too many colours enough to drive all of us insane
[02:02.030]Are you dead?
[02:03.561]Sometimes I think I'm dead
[02:06.550]Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head
[02:10.247]But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet
[02:21.279]My eyes went dark
[02:28.276]I don't know where
[02:35.290]My pupils are
[02:37.019]But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
[02:45.242]Get a load of this monster
[02:48.493]He doesn't know how to communicate
[02:52.073]His mind is in a different place
[02:54.659]Will everybody please give him a little bit of space？
[02:58.530]Get a load of this trainwreck
[03:01.740]His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
[03:05.647]But little do we know, the stars
[03:08.510]Welcome him with open arms
[03:26.988]Time is slowly
[03:43.031]Tracing his face
[03:45.501]But strangely he feels at home in this place

Often I am upset
That I cannot fall in love
But I guess
This avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you, you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now, but I swear
When I'm ready I will fly us out of here
I'll cut my hair
To make you stare
I'll hide my chest
And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Turn off your porcelain face
I can't really think right now and this place
Has too many colours enough to drive all of us insane
Are you dead?
Sometimes I think I'm dead
Cause I can feel ghosts and ghouls wrapping my head
But I don't wanna fall asleep just yet
My eyes went dark
I don't know where
My pupils are
But I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Get a load of this monster
He doesn't know how to communicate
His mind is in a different place
Will everybody please give him a little bit of space？
Get a load of this trainwreck
His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet
But little do we know, the stars
Welcome him with open arms
Time is slowly
Tracing his face
But strangely he feels at home in this place