| I recognize this feeling
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| I’m standing on the ceiling
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| I watch the blood congealing
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| Some say this is healing
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| My memories keep on fading
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| My haters keep on hating
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| I wish I could escape it
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| My last resort is waiting
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| Throw me a lifeline, I’m drowning here
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| Head underwater, I’ll disappear
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| Gotta take my medicine before I start to die again
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| Gotta take my medicine, hands up if you understand
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| The company I’m keeping
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| Kills me when I’m sleeping
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| This fame is always feeding
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| Need something to believe in
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| Throw me a lifeline, I’m drowning here
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| Head underwater, I’ll disappear
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| Gotta take my medicine before I start to die again
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| Gotta take my medicine, hands up if you understand
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| prison, they make my decisions
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| And I’m suffocating, I’m broken inside
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| prison, they make my decisions
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| And I’m suffocating, I’m broken inside
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| Gotta take my medicine before I start to die again
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| Gotta take my medicine, hands up if you understand |