Citalopram
My eyes are heavy, I'm getting weak
I'm sick to death of the sight of me
Breathing air that I hope I choke
Every place I've been, I'm seeing ghosts
Of every relationship
I put myself through
Weighed down with guilt
I guess I'm no use
I guess that this is goodbye to you
I'll see you on the other side
These cold shakes, headaches aren't worth it
For all the times you've made me sink
Lower than dirt that you dragged me through
I felt numb but now I'm over you
I guess that this is goodbye
I'm sick of you
It seems the days amalgamate
They blend right into one
And late at night when I'm wide awake thinking
Did i? Did i fuck up?
Lately I've got my head buried in the dirt
Oblivious to you or the world
Living in a fabricated reality
But I'm not living really
I guess that this is goodbye to you
I'll see you on the other side
These cold shakes, headaches aren't worth it
For all the times you've made me sink
Lower than dirt that you dragged me through
I felt numb but now I'm over you
I guess that this is goodbye
I'm sick of you
I hate the way that I feel lately
But I hate depending on you more
You hate the way I never smile
'Cause I'm done, faking them all
I hate the way that I feel lately
But I hate depending on you more
You hate the way I never smile
'Cause I'm done, faking them all
I guess that this is goodbye to you
I'll see you on the other side
These cold shakes, headaches aren't worth it
For all the times you've made me sink
Lower than dirt that you dragged me through
I felt numb but now I'm over you
I guess that this is goodbye
I'm sick of you
I'm sick to death of the sight of me
Breathing air that I hope I choke
Every place I've been, I'm seeing ghosts
Of every relationship
I put myself through
Weighed down with guilt
I guess I'm no use
I guess that this is goodbye to you
I'll see you on the other side
These cold shakes, headaches aren't worth it
For all the times you've made me sink
Lower than dirt that you dragged me through
I felt numb but now I'm over you
I guess that this is goodbye
I'm sick of you
It seems the days amalgamate
They blend right into one
And late at night when I'm wide awake thinking
Did i? Did i fuck up?
Lately I've got my head buried in the dirt
Oblivious to you or the world
Living in a fabricated reality
But I'm not living really
I guess that this is goodbye to you
I'll see you on the other side
These cold shakes, headaches aren't worth it
For all the times you've made me sink
Lower than dirt that you dragged me through
I felt numb but now I'm over you
I guess that this is goodbye
I'm sick of you
I hate the way that I feel lately
But I hate depending on you more
You hate the way I never smile
'Cause I'm done, faking them all
I hate the way that I feel lately
But I hate depending on you more
You hate the way I never smile
'Cause I'm done, faking them all
I guess that this is goodbye to you
I'll see you on the other side
These cold shakes, headaches aren't worth it
For all the times you've made me sink
Lower than dirt that you dragged me through
I felt numb but now I'm over you
I guess that this is goodbye
I'm sick of you
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