| Lately I’ve been drowning in depression
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| I don’t know, why everything has to be a lesson
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| Why everybody feel my life is so perfect
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| Like I’m not like you, like everything I ain’t stressin'
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| And don’t be tryin' to telling me, what you think is best for me
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| Cause when I needed you most, you wasn’t there for me
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| So many people tryna jeopardize my destiny
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| Man, I can’t let these things get to me
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| Not too many answers, so many issues
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| So many tear drops, not too many tissues
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| Times get rough, close ones, will forget you
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| But then they come around, when they see it’s beneficial
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| Man, this shit is crazy, I’m tryna make a change
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| I’m tryna be the reason, you ain’t gotta see the rain
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| I’m tryna be that person, that will cover up your stain
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| When no matter what I do, I’m always covered with the blame
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| Sometimes I wish there was a pill to heal my heart
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| Or maybe a band-aid that could cover up these scars
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| Nothing there was, ever strong enough
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| Nothing is, ever good enough
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| I wake up every morning and I ask myself
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| Is life worth living, should I blast myself? |
| I got so many thoughts in my head
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| Like what’s the point of even living, when I rather be dead
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| Now, am I another victim to my misery?
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| Or maybe everything I’m thinking, is all in my mind
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| Why does that everything that I want is a mystery?
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| And everything that I don’t is easy to find
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| I used to once to go to a party, with all my friends
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| Until, I got comfortable with the lonely nights
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| And lately, I been smoking, trying get me high
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| How so ironic, cause deep inside, I’m afraid of heights
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| But I still do it, and now it’s a must
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| And now I’m just another piece of sand in the dust
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| See I can give you everything and leave me with the crust
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| But no matter what I do, man it’s never good enough
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| Sometimes I wish there was a pill to heal my heart
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| Or maybe a band-aid that could cover up these scars
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| Nothing there was, ever strong enough
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| Nothing is, ever good enough
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| Sometimes I wish there was a pill to heal my heart
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| Or maybe a band-aid that could cover up these scars
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| Nothing there was, ever strong enough
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| Nothing is, ever good enough |