Someone help me,
I can feel myself crawling in my own skin,
It feels like a high,
but this...this is no sin
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PuisiWhen depression hits, When the call of death is made, When the bad days seem to become worse, Only then can the good days be appreciated all that much more.
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Someone help me,
I can feel myself crawling in my own skin,
It feels like a high,
but this...this is no sin
