| What I feel lately is 50 shades of hate me
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| And I can’t seem to break free
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| I don’t like what I’m feelin' maybe
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| My self-medicating
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| At the point of breaking
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| I’m not sure if you’re relating
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| I just need to feel like I’m the one worth saving
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| You lift me up in times when I wanna die
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| Intoxicated by your magic spells you weave all the time
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| You bring me down every time I feel alive
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| I’m trying, I’m living, I’m dying this minute
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| You bring me up and take me down
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| Life smacks the face, I hold my ground
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| Another day to sing this song aloud
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| I wonder can they hear me screaming?
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| Switch it now, change the day
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| And take whatever comes my way, I gotta say
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| That this magical spell is Heaven or Hell when it plays
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| It can lighten or darken up your day, push it away
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| You lift me up in times when I wanna die
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| Intoxicated by your magic spells you weave all the time
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| You bring me down every time I feel alive
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| I’m trying, I’m living, I’m dying this minute
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| I try to live but they want me to cease to be
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| I’m shedding skin, cutting teeth, and becoming me
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| Finger pointed, shaming, everybody blaming
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| What if I leave escaping, this I know, it’ll be here waiting
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| Anticipating my downfall on the daily
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| But you give all that you gave me
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| And it saved me, and it saved me (And it saved me)
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| You lift me up in times when I wanna die
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| Intoxicated by your magic spells you weave all the time
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| You bring me down every time I feel alive
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| I’m trying, I’m living, I’m dying this minute
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| You lift me up in times when I wanna die
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| Intoxicated by your magic spells you weave all the time
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| You bring me down every time I feel alive
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| I’m trying, I’m living, I’m dying this minute |