| I cry in restaurants and not because I dine alone
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| I have a therapist to clarify what I already know
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| I tell myself I’m quirky and that no one gets me
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| As my mental health deteriorates before me slowly
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| I’m delusional (but I hide it nicely)
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| But I don’t know (how far it’ll get me)
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| When my world starts crumbling down I leave my body all together
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| And return when things get better
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| I leave the light on at night because I’m afraid of ghost
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| Only ironically as far as anybody knows
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| I lie about things that sound worse than the actual truth
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| I think I’m fine while everybody worries what I will do
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| I’m delusional (but I hide it nicely)
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| But I don’t know (how far it’ll get me)
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| When my world starts crumbling down I leave my body all together
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| And return when things get better
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| I won’t be gone long
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| If it’s urgent you can medicate me back home
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| I’ll try to stay for you, but the world is too cruel
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| I’m delusional (but I hide it nicely)
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| But I don’t know (how far it’ll get me)
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| When my world starts crumbling down I leave my body all together
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| And return when things get better |