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Rated: ASR · Lyrics · Music · #1832370
When the pills aren't working
I promised I wouldn’t tell
Instinct to survive
Who would send their kids to this?
Another generation
Blue boxes, days of the week
Don’t forget a single one
Dying without the wool over my eyes

If you weren’t so self-centered
I’d tell you before the fall

No one else feels like this
Or where’s the hope in life?
Pain makes me special
The only thing that does
Misery hates company
Can’t spare effort to find empathy
There’s a secret
I should not have told

Less than 200 a day
Should she or should she not?
Restless nights she’s still in pain
Benadryl and an escape
A war to go to sleep
Battles not to wake up
Will I ever go too far?

You are so self-centered
Because you don’t want to see the rest

No one else feels like this
Or where’s the hope in life?
Pain makes me special
The only thing that does
Misery hates company
Can’t spare effort to find empathy
There’s a secret
I should not have told

Too hurt to be good
Pain can excuse any fault
At eighteen I lose the right
Adults wait until night
Crying more than I laugh
The serotonin dries to tears
It’s not a cure, it’s just a pill

For someone so self-centered
You don’t have a clue who you are

No one else feels like this
Or where’s the hope in life?
Pain makes me special
The only thing that does
Misery hates company
Can’t spare effort to find empathy
There’s a secret
Don’t the dreams seem better?
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