| I don’t talk to no one but I don’t feel lonesome, just don’t want to be
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| prescribed pills
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| I stare at my wall, feel like I’m out of my body
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| Missed two hundred calls, why do I feel so forgotten
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| Close my eyes, I hear each raindrop as it’s falling
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| Glass windows and they foggy, all my brain cells rotting
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| And I don’t feel like myself, am I growing?
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| Am I going insane? |
| Would I know it?
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| And I don’t feel like myself, am I growing?
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| Am I going insane? |
| Would I know it?
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| Am I selfish 'cause I’m sad? |
| Really
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| I’m a bad boyfriend, I treat my best friends bad
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| I need answers, I need hope
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| I won’t get home, I’m too low
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| Every time you knock, I lock my door
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| I question my love for things
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| I lost interest in every single thing I love
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| Turn the music off, turn the lights on inside the club, club
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| I guess I see things for what they really are
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| We all die the same, no one’s really a star
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| There’s a rattle in my head big as all of the wars
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| I’m most likely to be sad, I win all the awards
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| And I don’t feel like myself, am I growing?
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| Am I going insane? |
| Would I know it?
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| And I don’t feel like myself, am I growing?
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| Am I going insane? |
| Would I know it? |