wish i were heavier now, i'm floating outside my body
it's not their fault, but i've found that none of my friends will call me
until i'm left to myself, it's honestly kind of funny
how every voice in my head is trying its best to haunt me

in my head, i make a mess of it
i'm gettin' tired of feelin' delicate
i look around to find it desolate
i used to try, but nothing's helpin' it

i think i'm burnin' alive, but nobody sees the fire
cause when i open my mouth, i seem to be stuck in silence
and i thought of leaving tonight, but i couldn't drive this tired
plus, after all of this time, i should be a pretty crier

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