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Ribcage

Bella Poarch

I think I sleep too much
Flowers are overgrown under my bed (what, what, wh–?)
My thoughts turn into dust
I watch them decompose inside my head (what, what, wh–?)

Come along, do you wanna see?
Don't know what is wrong, what is wrong with me
Think it's been too long and I'm in too deep
Oh, think I'm

Livin' in a dream
Or maybe it's a nightmare
Is there an in between? I think I wanna die there
Looking for my ribcage, I don't feel my bones
I don't wanna stay here, but I don't have a home
Livin' in a dream
Or maybe it's a nightmare

I don't like medicine, I'd rather eat my brain
'Cause what's the use? (What, what, wh–?)
When I'll wake up again and pour it down the drain
It's nothin' new (what, what, wh–?)

Come along, do you wanna see?
Don't know what is wrong, what is wrong with me (what, what, wh–?)
Think it's been too long and I'm in too deep
Oh, think I'm

Livin' in a dream
Or maybe it's a nightmare
Is there an in between? I think I wanna die there
Looking for my ribcage, I don't feel my bones
I don't wanna stay here, but I don't have a home (what, what, wh–?)
Living in a dream
Or maybe it's a nightmare (what, what, wh–?)

(What, what, wh–?)
(What, what, wh–?)