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Pour me a glass of water

Feeling sorta drained
Like point black kinda so
Feeling like I live on mars
I'm feeling kinda drained

Nothing to think about
Staring at a foreign painting
I sorta wish I could dream again
Told them I need some type of therapy
Or just a friend to talk to

Feeling sorta drained
Feeling like a alien
Feeling kinda drained

Put me in a crowd
And somehow I feel most alone
Lord please if your really there
What's my cure

Feeling sorta drained
Feeling like I live on mars
Feeling like a alien

Everyone is going with their lives
And I'm here to slowly die alone
I want my own place to call home
Maybe then I'll have some sense of mind

Feeling sorta drained
Feeling like a empty glass
Feeling like me

 
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