Sertraline
There are boxes packed away
For every single thing you say
What you feel, what you do
Is this how it all comes to
And the voices in your head
For every single person met
How they echo in your mind
Every single time
Every day you feel something new to put away
Every day you greet someone new to make okay
You'd never know the stories
What has happened in these 4 walls
All the tales of glory
The high that comes before the fall
All the words now said and tears all shed
Hidden inside the boxes in my head
Tell me what to do instead
Now the seasons come and go
So where's the high when you're feeling low
When all your thoughts run out of place
And leave without a trace
And the vices we all share
The drugs, the cigarettes and the beers
It's a shame it's nothing new
Is this how it all comes to
Every day you feel something new to put away
Every day you greet someone new to make okay
You'd never know the stories
What has happened in these 4 walls
All the tales of glory
The high that comes before the fall
All the words now said and tears all shed
Hidden inside the boxes in my head
What else can I do instead
For every single thing you say
What you feel, what you do
Is this how it all comes to
And the voices in your head
For every single person met
How they echo in your mind
Every single time
Every day you feel something new to put away
Every day you greet someone new to make okay
You'd never know the stories
What has happened in these 4 walls
All the tales of glory
The high that comes before the fall
All the words now said and tears all shed
Hidden inside the boxes in my head
Tell me what to do instead
Now the seasons come and go
So where's the high when you're feeling low
When all your thoughts run out of place
And leave without a trace
And the vices we all share
The drugs, the cigarettes and the beers
It's a shame it's nothing new
Is this how it all comes to
Every day you feel something new to put away
Every day you greet someone new to make okay
You'd never know the stories
What has happened in these 4 walls
All the tales of glory
The high that comes before the fall
All the words now said and tears all shed
Hidden inside the boxes in my head
What else can I do instead
Credits
Writer(s): Bazlaa Hafiizhullah
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