this is my mask
it's hides me so well
and now i cling to this disease
my best friend it seems
but there's no escape to these thoughts inside
and sometimes it seems easier to just die
and get away
just get away
from all the madness.
this life would be so much easier without me
but im in the way
always in the way
and i can't seem to change.
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