Introduction

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All alone, dancing In the cold.
You told me I'm strong, but I'm not sold.
Cant keep swimming, I'm running out of air.
You tell me you support me, and your my friend, but you're not there.

And when all of my friends are away,
It gets cold, and The sky turns grey.
And it makes me mad, to see all of us give up due a cough.
When I was the one pushing through. Who woulda thought?
But now I'm just upset. That's why I never call.
Because you never pick up. Been wit me through it all.
But now I guess you all need some space. Or I'm in the way.
And if that's the case, that's all you had to say.
Now I'm just realizing I cant do this by myself.
I'm struggling too. And honestly, I need y'alls help.
Only way we gonna make through, is together.
Cant dance dance alone forever.
I'm putting out my feelings. I'm putting down the hate.
I'm crying now, I'm letting the tears fade.
I'm gasping for air, as I suffocate.

All alone, dancing In the cold.
You told me I'm strong, but I'm not sold.
Cant keep swimming, I'm running out of air.
You tell me you support me, and your my friend, but you're not there.

Miss all the masculinity, I'm talking what's deep down inside.
I be telling y'all the truth, til the day I die.
Screw anxiety, screw vengeance, screw feeling depressed.
And screw all of you for tryna make me feel hella less.
Adam, how you doin? Are you okay?
But when yall gonna notice I got the same things to say?
I'm fine, when I'm not, I'm sad, but I'm good.
Hit my line? I wish you would.
But I guess you forgot about me, ima product of the past.
I was a cool friend, but I guess that didn't last.
Y'all wanna tell me how to find hapiness.
When your the ones holding me back from being my happiest.
I'm sorry, that I'm not. But this is my outlet, and I'm taking back charge.
Who's the king? That's right. Dusphoria, back in large.
I'm tired of stressing over 1 line, because I dont want your hate.
But I'm done wit it. You can leave If you cant relate.
You can pick it, and strip it apart.
But all that matters to me is it came from the heart.

Yeah, we back.

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