Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess This avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are 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
Ooooo, I'll cut my hair Ooooo, To make you stare
Ooooo, I'll hide my chest And I'll figure out a way to get us out of here
Ooooo, Ooooo, Ooooo, Ooooo
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
Ooooo, My eyes went dark Ooooo, I don't know where
Ooooo, 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
Ooooo, Time is Ooooo, Slowly Ooooo, Tracing his face
But strangely he feels at home in this place