| Yeah
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| I wake up every morning with my head up in a daze
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| I'm not sure if I should say this, fuck, I'll say it anyway
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| Everybody tries to tell me that I'm goin' through a phase
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| I don't know if it's a phase, I just wanna feel okay, yeah
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| I battle with depression, but the question still remains
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| Is this post-traumatic stressin' or am I suppressin' rage?
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| And my doctor tries to tell me that I'm going through a phase
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| Yeah, it's not a fuckin' phase, I just wanna feel okay
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| Okay, yeah, I struggle with this bullshit every day
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| And it's probably 'cause my demons simultaneously rage
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| It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
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| 'Cause I'm about to break down
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| I'm searchin' for a way out
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| I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
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| I'm a popular, popular monster
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| I break down
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| Falling into love now
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| With falling apart
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| I'm a popular, popular monster
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| I think I'm going nowhere like a rat trapped in a maze
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| Every wall that I knock down is just a wall that I'll replace
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| I'm in a race against myself, I try to keep a steady pace
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| How the fuck will I escape if I never close my case?
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| Oh my God, I keep on stressin', every second that I waste
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| Is another second sooner to a blessing I won't take
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| But my therapist will tell me that I'm going through a stage
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| Yeah, it's not a fucking stage, I just wanna feel okay
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| Okay, motherfucker, now you got my attention
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| I need to change a couple things 'cause somethin' is missing
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| And what if I were to lie? |
| Tell you everything is fine
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| Every single fucking day I get closer to the grave
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| I am terrified, I fell asleep at the wheel again
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| Crashed my car just to feel again
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| It obliterates me, disintegrates me, annihilates me
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| 'Cause I'm about to break down
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| I'm searchin' for a way out
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| I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
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| I'm a popular, popular monster
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| I break down
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| Falling into love now
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| With falling apart
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| I'm a popular, popular fucking monster, yeah
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| Yeah, here we go again, motherfucker, oh
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| We're sick and tired of wondering
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| Praying to a god that you don't believe
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| You're searching for the truth in the lost and found
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| So the question I ask is, oh, where the fuck is your god now?
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| 'Cause I'm about to break down
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| I'm searchin' for a way out
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| I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
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| I'm a popular, popular monster
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| I break down
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| Falling into love now
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| With falling apart
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| I'm a popular, popular monster
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| I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a non-believer
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| I'm a popular, popular monster |