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Another time on my own
Slowly my mind start to glide
Into this cloud of thoughts
All focus and easily get lost
It just seems like I can't control
My brain under the influence
Of this sickness

I'm ill and I hurt
So sick I resent
The day of my birth
To heal I must learn to feel

Pressured by thousands of eyes
Staring at me,
The weight of their looks
Lit the fire within
Frustrating... they're fueling this anger
And so for vanishing I hunger
Hunger for the warm
Comfort of loneliness
Which most time I end up
Trying to flee
Can't figure out
What I really need
(Solo: Bourbonnais - Allaire)

I maybe need
To feel noticed?

Haunted by these same questions
On and on when I get sick
I'll heal myself with this line
Stoned as fuck I tell myself
I'm high

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