I've been distanced, taken away from the crowd
I can't explain to you why, when or even quite how
But in the last days of standing there on the hill
All I could feel was my headaches and the loss of will
And then I guess is when I finally fell

My pulse is exaggerated in the morning's artificial light
My nerves twitch and it's obvious nothing is quite right
But in the last minutes of my sanity expanding
All I can see is that there's nothing worthy of a fly landing
And then I guess is when I finally fell

Extraction, distraction, hold your head down
Melodrama, mellow trauma, seek and be found
Just let the big mean bad guys shove you to the ground
And make sure to only cry if no one is around
Because you're not who they want to see
You could be but you refuse to be
I guess what's worse is you're still me

I've changed my appearance, cut my hair and dyed it
I chose a color so long ago since by now I've surely lost it
But in the last seconds of enjoying my normalcy
All I could hear was all the screaming aimed at me
And then I guess is when I finally fell

My brain is untamed and my ideas run absolutely wild
My hands are frantic and my voice is reduced to that of a child
But in the last moment of my functioning social skills
All I can remember is the self-hate filled thrills
And then I guess is when I finally fell

Extraction, distraction, hold your tongue in
Melodrama, mellow trauma, lead your life of sin
Just let the punk-ass nobodies wear their little grins
And make sure you play the game so you never win
Because you're not who they want to see
You could be but you refuse to be
I guess what's worse is you're still me