And how could I describe this feeling
When I take a step back
Sitting alone, staring up in the ceiling
When I'm losing track
Don't want to stand in the way
I don't want to be the one to destroy
I'd rather go away
So you can still enjoy
And when I realize
That you make it better without me
I come to idealize
I don't want to see
If I wouldn't have been here
With my damn self-destructivity
The one who ruines the cheer
With my obstructivity
And fooling myself everyday
That I'm adding something
The thoughts me astray
And like a smoke, depression is all I bring
And I wanna scratch away my skin
Then I'd be done hiding
You'll see how it's always been
That I've always been sliding
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