| Everyday I wake up
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| With weight on my shoulders
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| With pressure on my chest
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| I get up, I give up
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| I have no purpose
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| No reason to be alive
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| The constant search for meaning is clouded by my eyes
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| Every second, every minute, everyday
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| It’s exactly the same
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| I tell myself I’m okay
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| I know I worry, yeah I know I worry but
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| I am not okay
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| Unhappiness and loneliness
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| Only fuel the cause
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| An empty shell, a mannequin
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| Of the person I once was
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| I’m leading myself blind
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| From nothing to nowhere
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| With only the sound of my heartbeat
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| Letting me know I’m alive
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| My reflection is a stranger
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| Imperfection’s in my nature
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| Why do I put this pressure on myself?
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| Every second, every minute, everyday
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| It’s exactly the same
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| I tell myself I’m okay
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| I know I worry, yeah I know I worry but
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| I am not okay
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| Unhappiness and loneliness
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| Only fuel the cause
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| An empty shell, a mannequin
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| Of the person I once was
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| I am not who you see
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| I am not who I’m supposed to be
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| I am not who you see
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| I am not who I’m supposed to be
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| No one knows me but myself
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| And I hate what «myself» is
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| No one knows me but myself
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| And I guess that’s the way it’ll stay
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| No smiling, just fade in the background
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| I just want to be okay
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| I am not okay |