Ssalright
You're concerned for my well being, I call it a phase
I say I'm getting better but I'm running in place
You wake up and make breakfast with a smile on your face
I wake up and feel the hatred of the entire human race
It's a kind of tired that sleep can't fix
And it's a kind of illness that love won't fix
'Cause this room has no walls, this maze has no exit
Too many good plans, too many failed attempts
And you deserve a better son than me
And you deserve a better brother than me
And you deserve a better friend than me, you do
I'll leave you broken hearted, holding the bag
And if I ever get worse, you'll be the last to find out
If I ever lose my mind, you'll be the last to find out
But for now I'll keep running in circles
Until the day I stop
I'm kicking everybody out of my head
I'm kicking everybody out of my head
I got imaginary friends in my head, don't wanna die alone
And you deserve a better son than me
And you deserve a better brother than me
And you deserve a better friend than me, you do
I'll leave you broken hearted, holding the bag
I try hard to be the best of me, the best that I can but
What if I break that pact
What if I take the easy way out
Mother, I hope I get well
I hope I stop being myself
And I hope, and I hope
You can't tell the difference
I say I'm getting better but I'm running in place
You wake up and make breakfast with a smile on your face
I wake up and feel the hatred of the entire human race
It's a kind of tired that sleep can't fix
And it's a kind of illness that love won't fix
'Cause this room has no walls, this maze has no exit
Too many good plans, too many failed attempts
And you deserve a better son than me
And you deserve a better brother than me
And you deserve a better friend than me, you do
I'll leave you broken hearted, holding the bag
And if I ever get worse, you'll be the last to find out
If I ever lose my mind, you'll be the last to find out
But for now I'll keep running in circles
Until the day I stop
I'm kicking everybody out of my head
I'm kicking everybody out of my head
I got imaginary friends in my head, don't wanna die alone
And you deserve a better son than me
And you deserve a better brother than me
And you deserve a better friend than me, you do
I'll leave you broken hearted, holding the bag
I try hard to be the best of me, the best that I can but
What if I break that pact
What if I take the easy way out
Mother, I hope I get well
I hope I stop being myself
And I hope, and I hope
You can't tell the difference
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Writer(s): Vedad Barucija
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