falling apart

Screeching Weasel

i'm in a dream because everything seems like it's moving through some kind of fog i try to explain but the words come out strange and i don't know what i'm doing wrong cause i'm in my own world and you're not a part of it i'm in my own world it's falling apart if i smile outside and i roll back my eyes in my head and shake hands, you know what? i can't even tell that i'm not even welcome in the town where i grew up