Feeling sick to my stomach
Again.
I just hung up the phone
My thoughts returned again

And everything's so f___ed up
(why is it my fault?)
What am I doin' to me.

I'm killing myself slowly
Killing myself

When I'm with you
I pull you deep down in my lungs
(my blackened lungs)

I hold you in till I can't anymore
And fly away
(I fly all day)

Killing myself
When I find out
I'll be sad.
(Sad, sad, sad)

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