Lyrics Prozac Perfect - Sam Tinnesz

Prozac perfect
Don't care what's on tv
Need something to make me
Feel like nothings wrong with me
I'm an addict to the buzzin 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 anybody feel like this oh shit
I think I'm losing it
Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside

Dropped my
Pick inside my acoustic guitar
Gets me so red
I wanna smash it on my car
Hey Mr. Tuesday therapy
Getting rich off my anxiety
I'll sleep in til 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 anybody feel like this oh shit
I think I'm losing it
Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside

I'm Marilyn Manson my hotel room
Howling underneath a 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 chippin
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 anybody 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
Smiling on the outside
But dying on the inside