hindsights - fluoxetine | Текст песни

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• hindsights
• fluoxetine

Alarm goes, take my medication.
It tastes worse than usual.
All I want is to retreat,
Let this feeling swallow me.
Rid myself of all my senses.

I’ve been doing everything to try and make myself feel better.
Now I’m burnt out before the day has even begun.

Sleeping worse on the weekends now.
I'm done with the constant struggle.
Anxiety, please don't come with me.
You've played with my mind enough already.