Request Denied
I know I lied in my songs at least twice
When I cried that we are not gonna die
And let's face it, there's no Heaven
The sirens leave us to drown
I poured my heart out, but I guess nothing's changing
And I can't help but feel like I can't run away
I wrote a thousand songs about depression, but I'm still depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression, but I'm still a mess
I hoped I'd die at least a couple of times
Request denied, guess I'm not gonna die
And let's face it, there is no heaven
Disappointing, but at least I learned my lesson
I poured my heart out, but I guess nothing's changing
And I can't help but feel like I can't run away
I wrote a thousand songs about depression, but I'm still depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression, but I'm still a mess
But I'm still a mess (but I'm-)
And for a million years, I let it disappear
A hundred days have gone by without me moving on
I tried to deny it and I tried so hard to define it
But I learned that I cannot hide it, so I will stop to blame it on me
Fuck it
I will stop to blame it on me
I poured my heart out, but I guess nothing's changing
And I can't help but feel like I can't run away
I wrote a thousand songs about depression, but I'm still depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression, but I'm still a mess
But I'm still a mess
When I cried that we are not gonna die
And let's face it, there's no Heaven
The sirens leave us to drown
I poured my heart out, but I guess nothing's changing
And I can't help but feel like I can't run away
I wrote a thousand songs about depression, but I'm still depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression, but I'm still a mess
I hoped I'd die at least a couple of times
Request denied, guess I'm not gonna die
And let's face it, there is no heaven
Disappointing, but at least I learned my lesson
I poured my heart out, but I guess nothing's changing
And I can't help but feel like I can't run away
I wrote a thousand songs about depression, but I'm still depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression, but I'm still a mess
But I'm still a mess (but I'm-)
And for a million years, I let it disappear
A hundred days have gone by without me moving on
I tried to deny it and I tried so hard to define it
But I learned that I cannot hide it, so I will stop to blame it on me
Fuck it
I will stop to blame it on me
I poured my heart out, but I guess nothing's changing
And I can't help but feel like I can't run away
I wrote a thousand songs about depression, but I'm still depressed
Sang a hundred lines about progression, but I'm still a mess
But I'm still a mess
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Writer(s): Emily Paschke, Julian Huisel, Robin Werner
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