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She doesn't wanna be herself today
She doesn't need her mind to feel fine
Days turn into nights turn into fights and she maintains she's alright
Sometimes she's by herself,
that's when the mask feels just a bit too tight

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And when she feels the most present,
Is when she feels the least alive
She's choking on the threads of time
That drag her screaming on and on

The other lives inside a perfect world one of the glossy people
And she can almost see herself inside that world, her own steeple
"I wanted to become" becomes as real as anything outside
It's easier to be the gods we worship in the world of our minds.

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