mama says i m not good at anything keep my mouth shut say nothing not venting my thoughts just sit and waste like a living ghost cause i feel misplaced i want my dream but it feels so far away i want to be on the cover of magazines i want to be on mtv or have my own reality break down isn t this so fucking insane the world behind the box is taking over my brain mama says i m not good at anything i stare at emptiness and say nothing don t open my mouth just sit and waste like a living ghost cause i feel misplaced i hate seeing all this shit but at the same time i want to be a part of it suicide repeats itself in my mind break down isn t this so fucking insane the world behind the box is taking over my brain oh taking over my brain