I hate quoting Fall Out Boy. It makes me feel like either one of those sad, loser teenage bags of useless or an incredible fangirl, neither of which I'm a huge fan. But sometimes it's the only verbalisation that makes sense.
Something just hit my switch
To make me not care about anything
The point where staying awake isn't worth
The heartbreak my head gives
Sleep isn't the problem
It's the getting there that's hard
Don't make me think about me
Make your life the only one in mind
The questions and comments just rile me
I can't stand the confrontation
Make my decisions for me
Before I spill my guts over the table
The words make my skin itch
At where my head adjoins my neck
Where I could peal off my face
And you could see the real underneath
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