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losing myself
In and out of hospitals
Making a pharmacy out of antidepressants
Trying to suppress the thoughts that are ravaging my mind still feel like a peasant
I take theses pills trying to make me okay
But I waste away as my body decays
I'm not alright I'm not okay that is just how I feel
I can't help if that's the phrase that seems the most real today
Am I fucked for thinking I'm nothing or is that just the antidepressants talking. Making me feel fine
When the knife is so close and stalking
A life full of happiness I wish But I'm stuck with all my bull shit.
I'm not alright I'm not okay
My mind cloaks me in darkness to were I can't really see
I don't know what to choose and end up feeding my insecurities
I feed them till they are large and they are going to swallow me whole
A dwarf star exploding envelopes me with what is now a dark hole
Making a pharmacy out of antidepressants
Trying to suppress the thoughts that are ravaging my mind still feel like a peasant
I take theses pills trying to make me okay
But I waste away as my body decays
I'm not alright I'm not okay that is just how I feel
I can't help if that's the phrase that seems the most real today
Am I fucked for thinking I'm nothing or is that just the antidepressants talking. Making me feel fine
When the knife is so close and stalking
A life full of happiness I wish But I'm stuck with all my bull shit.
I'm not alright I'm not okay
My mind cloaks me in darkness to were I can't really see
I don't know what to choose and end up feeding my insecurities
I feed them till they are large and they are going to swallow me whole
A dwarf star exploding envelopes me with what is now a dark hole
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