My mind plays tricks
My mind plays tricks 
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caseymariecharl 23| how to feel when you’re numb
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Just to fit in.

My mind plays tricks

My mind plays tricks It sticks To my nerves

My mind plays tricks It sticks To my nerves Wanna fix

My mind plays tricks It sticks To my nerves Wanna fix Everything, besides myself

Cant help The way I feel inside

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried To dull the vibrance In my veins

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried To dull the vibrance In my veins But it stains my skin

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried To dull the vibrance In my veins But it stains my skin Like my bones were built From rejection

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried To dull the vibrance In my veins But it stains my skin Like my bones were built From rejection And I’d give anything

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried To dull the vibrance In my veins But it stains my skin Like my bones were built From rejection And I’d give anything Fucking anything

Cant help The way I feel inside Though I’ve tried To dull the vibrance In my veins But it stains my skin Like my bones were built From rejection And I’d give anything Fucking anything Just to fit in.

My real friends, well They don’t know me

My real friends, well They don’t know me Tell me, why in a crowd Do I feel so lonely?

I was born to be bold But society says

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told No I wasn’t made for this

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told No I wasn’t made for this Tight lipped

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told No I wasn’t made for this Tight lipped Throwing fists

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told No I wasn’t made for this Tight lipped Throwing fists Loosing grip

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told No I wasn’t made for this Tight lipped Throwing fists Loosing grip Of what’s in front Of me

I was born to be bold But society says I should do as I’m told No I wasn’t made for this Tight lipped Throwing fists Loosing grip Of what’s in front Of me All reality

Yeah sadness is a sickness

Yeah sadness is a sickness Only the broken Can witness

Tangle my feelings With my thoughts

Tangle my feelings With my thoughts Tie them into knots

Tangle my feelings With my thoughts Tie them into knots In my chest I don’t know how

Tangle my feelings With my thoughts Tie them into knots In my chest I don’t know how To express

The screws That glue me together

The screws That glue me together Are coming loose

The screws That glue me together Are coming loose Well what’s the use

The screws That glue me together Are coming loose Well what’s the use If I’ve already lost myself While pretending to be

The screws That glue me together Are coming loose Well what’s the use If I’ve already lost myself While pretending to be Someone else?

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