Thoughts that go like bullets through you
The time you told me that you wished you were dead
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
To sleep through your alarms
Man, you're losing your head
Lift me from the ground
Talk to me, I love that sound
Out of words when you're around
I've been trying to come down
I'm on a high when you're around
Lift me from the ground
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