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In My Head

The thoughts in my head 
You shouldn't have woken up this morning 
You should be dead
I catch a glimpse in the mirror 
Come a little closer 
so I can see you clearer 
I can see the hurt in my own eyes 
Nothing more than is owed
Oh it really is you that I despise 
The thoughts in my head
I shouldn't have woken this morning 
I should be dead
Can i still see your face
Look away
Your nothing but a disgrace 
All im doing is punishing me
Thats right you are 
Its what you deserve dont you agree 
The thoughts in my head
I shouldnt have woken this morning 
I should be dead
Take control of your brain 
I cant it doesnt work that way
I go round in circles and it takes over again
Would you talk to another the way you talk to you
No never, because none of its true.
Just take a look in the mirror 
Come a little closer 
So i can see you clearer
The thoughts in my head 
I shouldnt have woken this morning
I should be dead.....
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