[Verse 1]
A little more fucked up than I care to admit
I'm ashamed of the ways that I deal with it
It's getting ugly, panic becomes me
Rattle pill bottle, put a baby to sleep

[Verse 2]
In too deep to crawl out
Too blunt to bite down
Overindulge in the melodramatic
Manic depressive, psychosomatic
The mechanisms melt into habits
For the creatures defined by the traumatic

[Chorus]
Hole in my head
I am living in a habitual nightmare
Hole in my head
In one ear and out the fucking hole in my head

[Verse 3]
Open my skull up
Lock sights with that umbra
Staring into nothing 'til the suns up
I gеt a little more fucked up
It's gеtting ugly
[Verse 4]
(Sayonara)
Torn between all sorts of superstitions
Like lobotomies and exorcisms
Idle hands channel depravity and calligraphic brain matter elegies

[Chorus]
Hole in my head
I am living in a habitual nightmare
Hole in my head
In one ear and out the other hole in my head

[Outro]
I'm so alone in a house full of people so loud (So loud, so loud)
I can't hear myself drown (Shut up, shut up)
I can't hear myself drown (Shut up, shut up)
Don't wake me up
Don't wake me up
Ugh, don't wake me up
Ugh, don't wake me