While you're doing fine, there's some people and I
Who have a really tough time getting through this life
So excuse us while we sing to the sky
-Screen Twenty One Pilots


I am not as fine as I seem.
Pardon, me for yelling and telling you green gardens
Are not what's growing in my psyche, it's a different me 
A difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees 
Freeze frame, please let me paint a mental picture portrait 
Something you won't forget, it's all about my forehead
And how it is a door that hold's back contents
That makes Pandora's box contents look non-violent 
Behind my eyelids are islands of violence 
My mind ship-wrecked this is the only land my mind could find 
I did not know it was such a violent island
Full of tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions 
They're trying to eat me, blood running down their chin 
And I know that I can fight, or I can let the lion win 
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind.
-Migraine Twenty One Pilots