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• Artiste: Charlotte Sands
• Titre: Six Feet Under
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I can't help but think the worst of myself when I go out of my way to ruin my peace of mind I'm an optimist but the pessimist wins sometimes And I'm fighting with the mirror when I thought that we were friends I wanna disappear but then I'm going out again Am I getting better or just better at pretending Oh, some things never change I'm still at war with my brain I want so badly to feel good I wonder How much more can I take? I'll just keep digging my grave I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under Days turn into nights and every night feels the same It's hard to get dressed cuz look at this mess I've made I sit by myself, the stories I tell are fake So I'm avoiding every mirror, I can't look at her again I'd rather disappear than have to wait to see the end Am I getting better, or just better at pretending Oh some things never change I'm still at war with my brain I want so badly to feel good I wonder How much more can I take? I'll just keep digging my grave I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under (I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under) (I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under) I can't help but think the worst of myself when I go out of my way to ruin my peace of mind It's hard to keep breathing Why do I even try? Oh some things never change I'm still at war with my brain I want so badly to feel good I wonder How much more can I take? I'll just keep digging my grave I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under (I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under) (I won't be happy 'till I'm six feet under)