From the Outside

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 that I 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