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Been lying to everyone I know

Bout how my money is

And how I'm doing now

I could never open up

Even to myself

I play this game

Where I forget

I haven't spoken to my mum

In too long of a time

God I miss her so much

Everything has changed

I'm too afraid to call now

I used to tell her almost 

Everything I thought

Such a long time since

I've done that with anyone

There are nights when

I run out of alcohol

And I'm not quite gone

Staring at the ceiling 

Nothing to cloud my brain

Misery

I remember there were times when

I wanted to be alone

Now I am