Same Problem by Bodyjar
I wish that I could read your mind
Would it be cold and dark inside?
There's so many questions that
I'm second guessing, I can't decide
Who keeps the things you throw away?
The bottles, the pills, the razor blades
I know in my heart I could see from the start
That you'd fade away
I'm not gonna to make you change your mind
I'm not gonna be the one that sits around in denial
There's no other reason I can find
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