They Say...

There's a reason for everything

To hold on tightly

Don't fret, and just let it blow over

Oh How I'm tired of being sober.



{I look at this pill}

{How long before my next refill?}

{I'm starting to head down the wrong path}

{I shoulda learned something from my past}



Should I run and hide

Everything I feel inside?

Let these pills be my escape

Cuz everything is already so fake



{And I can't run to you}

{Let you know how my feelings run through}

{But I really need to}

{I really need you}



I CAN'T HOLD ON

LOSING TERBULANCE AND I'M NOT THAT STRONG

I DON'T HAVE FAITH IN MYSELF

THERE IS NO ONE ELSE



{But you...}

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