| You’re gonna wish you believed me
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| God, I wish I was happy
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| The frayed threads of recovery
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| Crushing me from above and underneath
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| You’re gonna wish you believed me
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| Fell asleep in the kitchen
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| Slowly dissolving into my seat
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| I don’t wanna be hungry
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| But nobody’ll listen
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| Except for the friend I’m imagining
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| Curled up in my laundry
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| You’re gonna wish you believed me
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| God, I wish I was happy
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| The frayed threads of recovery
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| Crushing me from above and underneath
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| You’re gonna wish you believed me
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| I’m sorry for exploding
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| I said some things I didn’t mean
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| And I don’t know what came over me
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| It’s just that I’m really hurting (It's just that I’m really hurting)
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| It’s boiling above the Sertraline
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| Cutting into the concrete
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| You’re gonna wish you believed me
|
| God, I wish I was happy
|
| The frayed threads of recovery
|
| Crushing me from above and underneath
|
| You’re gonna wish you believed me
|
| You’re gonna wish you believed me
|
| God, I wish I was happy
|
| The frayed threads of recovery
|
| Crushing me from above and underneath
|
| You’re gonna wish you believed me |