You were once a self esteem machine Now you're a shell of what you've used to been You've been using all these blanket terms But now I have to watch you squirm Conscious thoughts become a mumbled mess Of words and actions but I digress Where did you go? I haven't seen you in about a year or so And everybody you once knew They've been asking about you I'm so comfortable In my own skin I'm so comfortable In everything I know "Another day of sunshine" she said But you're just hanging on by a thread You've got obsessions in your mind Why don't you just leave them behind? Everyone knows you're different Or at least that's what you think Get out of your own head You're not halfway dead And don't forget the flowers They make you way less sour I'm so comfortable In my own skin I'm so comfortable In my own fucking head