Heads hang low
My smiles tire me out
I can't deal with all of this
The expectations and my own doubt
Everybody seem to want things from me
The days are so fucking long
What do I want myself?
And I tend to do them wrong
When no one can see through me
And the faces I wear
They all listen
But no one seems to hear
Complainment song hidden in my voice
Broken wings cannot fly
When they cannot reach me
Where can I rely?
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