I’m just staring at the ceiling
Can’t describe this feeling
I’ve got in my head
I’m out of body in my bed
And I’m just searching up my symptoms
Desperate to fix ’em
I’ll do anything
‘Cause lately I’ve been spiraling, oh
I’m not feeling like myself and
Nothing ever seems to help
Went to the doctor and she said I was fine
But every movie that I see makes me cry
It’s like somebody put a weight on my chest
I should talk to a friend
But I can’t get out of bed
My head is spinning and my stomach is sick
Say I’m in love, so it’s hard to admit
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
I keep looking for distractions
Hope the feeling passes
But I’ve got to say
It’s getting harder every day
And I can’t seem to get around it
Head just keeps on pounding with
The simple thought
What if this isn’t what I want
Went to the doctor and she said I was fine
Tried meditation with a bottle of wine
It’s like somebody put a weight on my chest
I should talk to a friend
But I can’t get out of bed
My head is spinning and my stomach is sick
Say I’m in love, so it’s hard to admit
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
I’m not feeling like myself
All amber lights and warning bells
I’m not feeling like myself
And I’m not hiding it well
Went to the doctor and she said I was fine
But every movie that I see makes me cry
It’s like somebody put a weight on my chest
I should talk to a friend
But I can’t get out of bed
My head is spinning and my stomach is sick
Say I’m in love, so it’s hard to admit
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
I think you’re what’s wrong with me
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