I've been gone three weeks
now I'm a mess
my stomach's on strike
and it's been three weeks
since my last breath
well I don't know why I'm here
'cause I'm not in need of attention
and I'm not seventeen
and I don't believe
in that which I can't see
well I swear
if I make it home with my mind and some skin on my bones
I'll be the first one to throw up
these car keys and this cell phone
so I can't leave or talk to anyone
and this stupid wristwatch
so I'm unaware of the time that I've lost
I'm trying to be that which I'm not
hey cheekbones and eyes I've been gone three weeks now I'm a mess my stomach's on strike and it's been three weeks since my last breath well I don't know why I'm here 'cause I'm not in need of attention and I'm not seventeen and I don't believe in that which I can't see well I swear if I make it home with my mind and some skin on my bones I'll be the first one to throw up these car keys and this cell phone so I can't leave or talk to anyone and this stupid wristwatch so I'm unaware of the time that I've lost I'm trying to be that which I'm not Explain Request ×
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