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half alive

Charlotte Sands

Wake me up
Tell me that it was a dream this whole time
I talk too much
To drown out the feeling that something's not right

It must nice to have a brain
That doesn't ruin everything

It's a sick, twisted feeling
When I'm locked inside
I lay with my demons
They keep me up all night
I'm alone in my body
And I'm terrified
Got me right where they want me
I'm half alive

Shut me up
Cover my mouth til I choke on my words
I can't help but self-destruct
I'm living and dying, I don't know what's worse

It must nice to have a brain
That doesn't ruin everything

It's a sick, twisted feeling
When I'm locked inside
I lay with my demons
They keep me up all night
I'm alone in my body
And I'm terrified
Got me right where they want me
I'm half alive

It must nice to have a brain
That doesn't ruin everything

It must nice to have a brain
That doesn't ruin everything

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