I will dive into my sleep
And dream of the pretty buildings
Wonder what she's doing now
And whether she's still living
Telegraph your points of view
And Shepard me from silence
Sitting in this fit of rage
Fall down from my pedestal
I don't wanna feel this low again
I ain't gonna steal your flame again
I don't wanna feel
Cause you know it hurts like hell
So come out of the closet
Let's talk about it
Cause you know it hurts like hell
Flowers bloom in harmony
And mix tapes from the sixties
Few will buy the LSD
He looks into his future
I don't wanna feel this low again
I ain't gonna steal your flame again
I don't wanna feel
Cause you know it hurts like hell
So come out of the closet
Let's talk about it
Cause you know it hurts like hell
Morning came and I was dead
Before I left for school
We'll paint the smiles onto our heads
To keep away from the animals
And you know it hurts like hell
So when you reach the top
Just throw yourself off
And you know it hurts like hell
That's you in a nut shell, that's you in a nut shell
And you know it hurts like hell
So come out of the closet
And let's talk about it
And you know it hurts like hell
That's you in a nut shell, that's you in a nut shell
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Lyrics submitted by Brittany.