| I take a pill to help me through the day
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| I stay inside until I feel okay
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| I’ve always been so cautious
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| But I’m sick of feeling nauseous
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| It’s not that I am losing
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| This wall of my own choosing
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| Take me on a ride
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| Show me how to hide the voice in my head
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| Meet me on the road, tell me all you know
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| I’m here on my own
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| Take me on a ride
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| Show me how to hide the voice in my head
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| You’ve got away with my anxiety
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| It’s yours to take back
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| I walk alone, I stumble to the beat
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| My stack of drums are always on repeat
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| You never win when losing is a game
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| Inside your head there’s no one else to blame
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| I’ve always been so cautious
|
| But I’m sick of feeling nauseous
|
| It’s not that I am losing
|
| This wall of my own choosing
|
| Take me on a ride
|
| Show me how to hide the voice in my head
|
| Meet me on the road, tell me all you know
|
| I’m here on my own
|
| Take me on a ride
|
| Show me how to hide the voice in my head
|
| You’ve got away with my anxiety
|
| It’s yours to take back
|
| You’ve got away with my anxiety
|
| It’s yours to take back
|
| Take me on a ride
|
| Show me how to hide the voice in my head
|
| Meet me on the road, tell me all you know
|
| I’m here on my own
|
| Take me on a ride
|
| Show me how to hide the voice in my head
|
| You’ve got away with my anxiety
|
| It’s yours to take back |