The light outside is blinding me
I bite my hands until they bleed
Always drifting in between
Who I am and what I'll be
What will it take to get what I need?
Desperate sleep
I'm a part of too many problems
Therapy
Half the times I've stayed
I've been begging to crawl away
It's always breaking the way I think
It's always breaking me down
What will it take to get what I need?
Desperate sleep
I'm a part of too many problems
Therapy
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