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So you say sometimes you don’t feel right, losing sleep to thoughts that creep inside.
So you say you think there’s no end in sight.
Face that fear, darling, you have to fight.
I love you and wish you well, you’ll be fine, I can tell.
You’re gonna get out of this hollowed-shell prison cell.
Everyone everywhere has got some things they don’t share.
Everything’s gonna be what we know it ought to be.
Nicotine helps the dumb the feelings down.
Alcohol frees you from darkest clouds.
When you wake up from your forced-fed haze you will see clear heads make cloudless days.
I love you and wish you well, you’ll be fine, I can tell.
You’re gonna get out of this hollowed-shell prison cell.
Everyone everywhere has got some things they don’t share.
Everything’s gonna be what we know it ought to be.
I know you know we’re drowned out, but you want me.
I feel your pain when we live like have no name.
I know you know, even though we’ve not met, I feel your pain.