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All In My Head
My friends are in my head
Too many days to count
Writing out a will
On my bedroom wall
Hard to remember those days
Nothing mattered to me
Except your face
But it was all in my head
Who could ever care?
All in my head again
They spoke words of comfort
Lying to my face
Brought it down upon me
An idea in my head
That every day, it gets better
But it went in reverse
Rising from the dust
Then go straight back
Nothing ever existed
Just all in my head
Too many days to count
Writing out a will
On my bedroom wall
Hard to remember those days
Nothing mattered to me
Except your face
But it was all in my head
Who could ever care?
All in my head again
They spoke words of comfort
Lying to my face
Brought it down upon me
An idea in my head
That every day, it gets better
But it went in reverse
Rising from the dust
Then go straight back
Nothing ever existed
Just all in my head
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