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Chemicals make their way from my chest to my head
I donʼt just feel good
I feel the best
Now my sarcasm is getting thick
I think Iʼm wearing thin
Just like the only patience I have left
I know that Iʼm a mess
Thatʼs why Iʼm crawling in my skin
It might be a bit too much
But I could use the rest
Metaphysical
All that matters is under my head
(Itʼs metaphysical)
I donʼt just feel good
I feel depressed
Now my sarcasm is getting thick
I think Iʼm wearing thin
Just like the only patience I have left
I know that Iʼm a mess
Thatʼs why Iʼm crawling in my skin
It might be a bit too much
But I could use the rest
If I find that I have half a cup full
Only means that I have half a cup to spill
If I could make death stand still
Iʼd put it off ‘till I get my fill
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