[Verse 1] Do you think my eyes should be wider? Do you think my expressions should match How it is on the inside, to say Do you think my words should be wiser? Do you think my expressions should match How it is on the inside, to say [Chorus] Holy f**, I’m about to die Angry for no reason, twisted up inside You used to say [Verse 2] You used to say, “Don’t be angry” I finally understand why Everything that you taught me Got twisted up, on the inside Wicked roots that take me under Are twisted up on the inside [Chorus] Holy f**, I’m about to die Angry for no reason, twisted up inside Holy f**, I’m about to die Holy f**, I’m about to die You used to say [Outro] Holy f**, I’m about to die