Brain Cell

I need to fix my voice
I need to fix my mind
But I can't afford
Singing lessons and therapy
So you decide

So it's true
You can be an artist
A tortured soul
Or have good mental health
But you can't do both

Another trip around the sun
And I haven't unpacked
The trauma from the last one

I have one brain cell left
I swear it's trying its best
It sings this song in my head
Like

Sometimes things aren't what they seem
Can we be friends with benefits
Where the only benefit is
You make appointments for me

'Cause sometimes I am the pilot
In total control of my life
But usually I am the suitcase
Along for the ride

Another trip around the sun
And I haven't unpacked
The trauma from the last one

I have one brain cell left
I swear it's trying its best
It sings this song in my head
Like

Don't worry about my leg bouncing
It's fine
It's just something I do
Whenever I am alive

Don't worry about the mess inside my mind
It's just the backseat of my brain
Just push that shit out of the way

Another trip around the sun
Spent trying to survive until the next one

I have one brain cell left
I swear it's trying its best
Shared between all of my friends

We have one brain cell left
I swear it's trying its best
It sings this song in our heads
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