| I’m so sick of all these expectations
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| Is it even worth complaining
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| Cause Life is so goddamn draining
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| I’m not sure I’ll make it
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| I’m so sick of all these expectations
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| Is it even worth complaining
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| Cause Life is so goddamn draining
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| If tomorrow comes, I’m not sure I’ll make it
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| It’s only been two weeks
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| I can feel the stress eating me
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| Depression makes me weak
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| I’m finding it hard to speak
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| I can’t do this
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| My friends think I’m happy, oh they’re so clueless
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| I’m feeling useless
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| With death on my mind, I seem like I’m less human
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| These thoughts come at the worst times
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| I swear I’m listening It’s just so hard
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| These thoughts come at the worst times
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| Even when I’m happy I still live in the dark
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| And I don’t wanna seem upset
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| But I’m tired of forcing this smile
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| I don’t wanna be like them
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| Lying faces who lives in denial
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| I’m so sick of all these expectations
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| Is it even worth complaining
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| Cause Life is so goddamn draining
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| I’m not sure I’ll make it
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| I’m so sick of all these expectations
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| Is it even worth complaining
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| Cause Life is so goddamn draining
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| If tomorrow comes, I’m not sure I’ll make it |