tell me.

Supermarket, oh what packet of crackers to pick?
They're all the same, one brand, one name, but really they're not
Look, look, just choose something quick
People are staring, time to go quick in
Skin is on fire
Just choose something, something, something
Pressure overwhelming
Next minute I am turning out of the door, facing one week without food
A day, a day when things, things are pretty bad
Don't let it make you feel sad, the crackers were probably bad luck anyway
Can't let your cold heart be free
When you act like you've got an OCD