Lyrics Prozac Perfect - Sam Tinnesz

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Prozac perfect
Don't care what's on TV
Need something to make me
Feel like nothing's wrong with me
I'm an addict to the buzzing on my phone
Why do I hate being alone?
Blackout, sober
While I'm going under

Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside
Anything to get by
Trying not to flatline
Does anyone feel like this?
Oh shit, I think I'm losing it
Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside

Drop my pick in
Side my acoustic guitar
Gets me so red
I want to smash it on my car
Hey Mister Tuesday Therapy
Getting rich of my anxiety
I'll sleep until the world ends
Wake me when it's over

Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside
Anything to get by
Trying not to flatline
Does anyone feel like this?
Oh shit, I think I'm losing it
Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside
Dying on the inside
Help me, help me

I'm Marilyn Manson
My hotel room
Howling underneath the full moon
Gold tooth smile just like I can't lose
But it's rusting through

I can fix my flaws
I can break the laws
I can paint the walls
But it's chipping
I can flex with cars
I can smoke cigars
I can pose with stars
But who cares?

Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside
Anything to get by
Trying not to flatline
Does anyone feel like this?
Oh shit, I think I'm losing it
Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside

Dying on the inside, dying on the inside
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Smiling on the outside)
But dying on the inside