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What about when the music doesn't work?
My mind is a wreck,
It may be time for a reality check.
Happiness is just a phase,
All of your joy seems to fade.
Whenever I'm around you,
All I want to do is breakdown.
You make me feel like shit,
A sensation of the new generation.
Putting people down,
To make you feel better.
So just get me out of my own fucking head,
Out of the goddamn forsaken town.
Sometimes you don't really know,
The people you seem to be closet with,
The ones you trust the most.
Are out to hurt you.
And bring you down.
Five words,
I can't do this anymore.
Three words,
I love you.
Two words,
I'm sorry.
Zero words.
My mind is a wreck,
It may be time for a reality check.
Happiness is just a phase,
All of your joy seems to fade.
Whenever I'm around you,
All I want to do is breakdown.
You make me feel like shit,
A sensation of the new generation.
Putting people down,
To make you feel better.
So just get me out of my own fucking head,
Out of the goddamn forsaken town.
Sometimes you don't really know,
The people you seem to be closet with,
The ones you trust the most.
Are out to hurt you.
And bring you down.
Five words,
I can't do this anymore.
Three words,
I love you.
Two words,
I'm sorry.
Zero words.
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