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All day staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on
Feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown and I don't know why
Well I'm not crazy
I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay a while and maybe then you'll see a different side of me
I'm not crazy
I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me and how I used to be
Me
Talking to myself in public and dodging glances on the train
And I know
I know they've all been talking bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking somehow I've lost my mind
I've been talkin in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah
They're taking me away
Getting closer to my goal weight. Everything else feels like it's falling part but at least I have that right? I really am still trying to make all of this better.