| If I sit still enough
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| Maybe the bugs will come eat me
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| Skip the burial process
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| And all the drugs they’d feed me
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| Just to keep me alive
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| Until I’ve withered completely
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| If it’s all in my head
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| Then let me out
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| Somebody help me out of bed
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| These ideations, they’ve weighed down my head
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| Lately I’m trudging along
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| And my cats are nipping like I’m already gone
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| This is just how it goes
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| You’re born, you live, you die alone
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| And you’re not the only one
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| Being burnt, by the sun
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| If I sit still enough
|
| Maybe the bugs will come eat me
|
| Skip the burial process
|
| And all the drugs they’d feed me
|
| Just to keep me alive
|
| Until I’ve withered completely
|
| If it’s all in my head
|
| Then let me out
|
| But there’s a voice of dissent
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| Speaking up from within
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| Telling me «everything you do sucks»
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| And there’s no point to begin
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| English is never my friend
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| It’s a means to an end
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| Every conversation I could never ever begin
|
| This is just how it goes
|
| You’re born, you live, you die alone
|
| And you’re not the only one
|
| Being burnt, in the sun
|
| If I sit still enough
|
| Maybe the bugs will come eat me
|
| Skip the burial process
|
| And all the drugs they’d feed me
|
| Just to keep me alive
|
| Until I’ve withered completely
|
| If it’s all in my head, you let me out
|
| But there’s a voice of dissent
|
| Speaking up from within
|
| Telling me «you should move to the woods» X2
|
| Telling me «we should move to the woods» X2
|
| If I sit still enough
|
| Maybe the bugs will come eat me
|
| Skip the burial process
|
| And all the drugs they’d feed me
|
| Just to keep me alive
|
| Until I’ve withered completely
|
| If it’s all in my head
|
| Then let me out!
|
| If I sit still enough
|
| Maybe the bugs will come eat me
|
| Skip the burial process
|
| And all the drugs they’d feed me
|
| Just to keep me alive
|
| Until I’ve withered completely
|
| If it’s all in my head…
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| Then let me out! |