الكلمات الأصلية
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If I lost my way, tell me
You can be hurtful just don't kill
'Cause it's digging in my chest
I'm caving from the weight
A ringing in my head every other day
Do we have to be gruesome to feel?
Under the surface I'm bitter and nervous
Do my best to make it through the night
Is anything working? I'm tired of searching
For something to make me feel alright
I'm running in circles again
Are we taking wrong turns or dead ends?
'Cause it's digging in my chest
I'm caving from the weight
A ringing in my head every other day
Do we have to be gruesome to feel?
Under the surface I'm bitter and nervous
Do my best to make it through the night
Is anything working? I'm tired of searching
For something to make me feel alright
Do we have to be gruesome to feel?
For something to make me feel alright
Do we have to be gruesome to feel?
For something to make me feel alright
