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Song Lyrics:

It's kind of messed up,
The only time I write
Is when I'm stressed or sad
And turn out the lights.
I'm afraid I messed up
And I'm not worth my blisters
Because birthdays and Christmas
Are not on my wish list.

I like happy songs
With titles that don't match at all
So spin the bottle in your brain
And match your weakness with a name.

You're so cold.
I've got to know,
What made you so
Scared to be alone?
I've got to know,
Who chilled your bones
That wasn't me?

When I feel brave
And gather my words,
My speech I gripped
Starts to slip and slur.
I don't want this black cloud anymore.
I don't want this dead doubt anymore,
Weighing me down,
Stressing me out.

I like happy songs
With titles that don't match at all
So spin the bottle in your brain
And match your weakness with a name.
I like happy songs that sound nice
Even with their words like dog bites
Cutting through my hands
'Cause feeling is a rare thing for me
On my ceiling.

I brought a knife to a gunfight.
I brought my words to a fistfight.
I brought my hell to you,
And now the boys are back,
The boys are sad.


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