iTUNES: MERCH: I tend to think about the worst of outcomes What you feel is fake what you feel is fake My mind makes up so many problems Just get over it You just don't get it cause my past is haunting And I'm obsessed with all kinds of ugly Looked down on by society Does anyone get me To be heard is all that i want Like a message in a bottle Will I ever be caught? When is it enough Whoa What's wrong with me? Am I over reacting? No-oh there has to be A consequence for me It's a fact that I'm going crazy Searching for solitude just to getaway Do we deserve to live this way? Constantly ridiculed by those that say We are the outcasts Cause we, we are the outcasts, yeah! Whoa What's wrong with me? Am I over reacting? No-oh there has to be A consequence for me And I'm afraid that
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