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Get Well II
Oh, i need my pain don't take it away My sad makes me special
Do you want to write you another sad song? Would you like that? Do you want me to tell you will never be alone? Would you like that?
The truth is you're no different from the others Blaming our sob stories like colors Cause the truth is we like it, we like it here Where better off than when we let on our fear
We have to make you sick The way that we live
We say we're over it but We can't undo the scars Up and down my arms Can't forget how it felt when it all fell apart And we talk a big game like we want to Get Well In our prision made of pain only fooling ourselves
Oh, i need my pain don't take it away My sad makes me special
I want to scream my sick soul alive I want to look you dead in the eyes Did you think you were the only one? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The only one? Will holding on trying to make sense of The sanity that we once loved We cut up ouvr lives trying to put down the knife Trying to pick up the fight, Oh
Trying to make you sick the way that we live But we can't undo the scars Up and down my arms Can't forget how it felt when it all fell apart And we talk a big game like we want to Get Well In our prision made of pain only fooling ourselves
Oh, i need my pain don't take it away My sad makes me special Oh, i need my pain don't take it away My sad makes me special
Cause the truth is we're no different from the others The truth is we like it, we like it here Where better off than when we let on our fear
Can't undo the scars Up and down my arms Can't forget how it felt when it all fell apart And we talk a big game like we want to Get Well In our prision made of pain only fooling ourselves
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