When I walk into a room And you're already there I heart beats so fast I swear it's about to pump right out of my chest Might be best Cause at least I'd be dead And not in pain Not enraged Uncomfortable and unengaged So I'll pretend I'm as invisible as you make me feel And maybe I could think it real So I guess I'll never be cool enough I like all the wrong stuff and I can't keep up With the kids Today I don't eat enough speed and I smoke too much weed My clothes don't fit me right To exemplify and sexualize My sack of skin that I'm stuck in Until my sentence is complete