I keep tellin’ myself that it’ll be fine
You can’t make everybody happy all of the time
I find myself in a place that I never been
A place that I thought that I could never be
There’s people looking back at me....
With paranoia on my heels; Will you love me still
when we awake and see that the sanity has gone from my eyes?
when we awake and see that the sanity has gone from my eyes?
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