After The Parade Bored Lyrics

Anxiety and pills are my friends
At school, with my bag lunch in hand
This sickness is eating me alive
I'm done with falling behind

Staring at the bottom floor, my breakfast is growing cold
Sick as c___, waking up is just one step closer to death

Cast aside on my chair
Bleeding death inside, this is what i can't hide
It's all been foolish from the start
I'm falling apart

Staring at the bottom floor, my breakfast is growing cold
Sick as c___,waking up is just one step closer to death

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