Tell me why I have these thoughts in my head

Those I can't take on right I stuff into my backpack

When again they try to fly, I grab the handles, pull it down, fasten the straps

I don't think there is a reason why we shouldn't win today, no

My spine it shrinks when the evil sides want to show how much they weigh

So tell me why I need all of these thoughts I carry in my backpack?

I don't want to feel inside

I want to know

I want to know what they want

Zipper closed

Keep them locked up 'til I have finished this show

They pick a hole

They pick a hole

I try to sew as fast as I can

Behind the irony lies anxiety

Just know everybody is also playing hide and seek

When I believe my mind is clean, it's not

I do not like these sides of me, no

I want to know

I want to know but I keep them locked up

Go

Why can't we get along?

Why can't we get along?

Why can't we get along?

It's where my feelings hide

Why can't we get along?

Why can't we get along?

Why can't we get along?

These are my evil sides

It's where my feelings hide

These are my evil sides

Sometimes it's inches that decide whether you're dead or if you will live on

I'm trying to take it off, no matter what, this bag sticks with me

I tried to run but where would I run

Where would I run?

We have a bond

So we better start to get along

Don't want to feel inside

Don't want to feel inside

It's where my feelings hide

No, no, no, no-oh, no

It's where my feelings hide

It's where my feelings hide

It's where my feelings hide

It's where my feelings hide

It's where my feelings hide

It's where my feelings hide