Rising from the lungs Seeping from my pores I see your eyes are stung I think i want some more And you breathe it out And you sweat out And you piss it out And you work it out And you cannot wash it And you just can't you lose it And i think i lost it Well i'll always choose it What goes in quiet Comes out loud I'm working from the inside out Now i'm going with the smell It's working very well And you sweat it out And you piss it out And you bring it out And you work it out And you cannot loose it And you just can't wash it And i'll always choose it Well i think i lost it It's not your point i'm missing You're just fishing It's not your point i'm missing You're just fishing It's not your point i'm missing You're just fishing Inside out