Hit me hit me hit me I’m already on the ground Your asleep in the next room and I’m banging to be found I cannot feel my body and I’m floating then I’m drowned And nothing I have taken keeps it down It’s a ride Help me help me help me it’s a bitter hit to take When I’m shaking once again this is too long to be awake With the ignorance of new year You could save me for your sake Because I’m falling through the plans that we made It’s a ride My medicine Happy happy happy you can lie behind the eyes Without telling those around you that you’ve built your own disguise Now time can only end it when the remedy’s not found Just wrap it up and never take it out It’s alright

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