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OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE
Wide eyed and shallow breathe in a familiar cocoon
Short bursts of dopamine are like adhesive to a wound
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Left behind
I'll wander aimlessly through time
Trying to find that someone that used to be me
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Make everything okay
Make everything okay
Make everything okay
Make everything okay
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I find it hard to meet your eyes or find the words to say
But should it take an array of pills to get through another day?
For peace of mind
I've crossed over oceans of wine
Trying to find who I used to be
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Make everything okay
Make everything okay
Make everything okay
Make everything okay
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