| An SSRI to stop the pain
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| To numb my head so I could play life’s game
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| Beaming with confidence thanks to my pills
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| A new job promotion, I got the skills
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| Years of dependency slowly took toll
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| As the side effects outweighed the goal
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| I gave up the pills, back to reality
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| Withdrawal grabbed hold and set me free
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| Delayed vision and electric shocks
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| Violent outbursts, it was odd
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| Night sweats and panic as feelings resurfaced
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| Alarm bells ringing in my head every minute
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| I was a young diamond, shining bright with light
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| But I’m rolled in filth yea, something wren’t right
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| Social conditioning and low self-worth
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| A temporary fix won’t clanse the dirt
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| The guise and persona that I’d built was false
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| Now stripped away, my drive came to a halt
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| I’d covered up my problems, buried them away
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| Nothing addressed so my problems stayed
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| I tried to cheat my way through life
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| SSRI or die?
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| I tried to hide that I was broken
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| I tried to cover up my problems
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| I tried to lie to myself, yea |