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Got a trigger finger pointing straight at
My conscious I can't fucking breathe
It stood behind you, it always finds you
Don't bother asking me to leave
Got stockholm syndrome instinctive survival
I'm victim to my sanity
Living life on a tight rope, have I lost all hope?
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
My conscious I can't fucking breathe
It stood behind you, it always finds you
Don't bother asking me to leave
Got stockholm syndrome instinctive survival
I'm victim to my sanity
Living life on a tight rope, have I lost all hope?
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
My voices screaming gonna die you're in danger
It's symptomatic barricades
Got a taste for addiction
I wanna feel something
That isn't pain and suffering
Got stockholm syndrome instinctive survival
I'm victim to my sanity
Living life on a tight rope, have I lost all hope?
(Shut the fuck up)
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
My voices screaming gonna die you're in danger
It's symptomatic barricades
Got a taste for addiction
I wanna feel something
That isn't pain and suffering
Got stockholm syndrome instinctive survival
I'm victim to my sanity
Living life on a tight rope, have I lost all hope?
(Shut the fuck up)
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
I don't know where to run, so I guess I'll stay?
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
I don't know where to run, so I guess I'll stay?
My God has got a gun
And it works me to the bone
I don't know where to run, but don't make me stay
Take me into the dark sky 'cause I wanna be alone
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
I don't know where to run, so I guess I'll stay?
My God has got a gun
And he works me to the bone
I don't know where to run, so I guess I'll stay?
My God has got a gun
And it works me to the bone
I don't know where to run, but don't make me stay
Take me into the dark sky 'cause I wanna be alone
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
(What depression looks like)
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
(Here to start a fucking fight)
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
Oh yes, this is what depression looks like
(What depression looks like)
Oh yes, here to start a fucking fight
(Here to start a fucking fight)
Sit back shut up I'm terrified
The veil I wear is all a lie
Oh yes this is what depression looks like
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