My mental stability reaches its bitter end
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And all my senses are coming unglued
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Is there any cure for this disease someone called love
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Not as long as there are girls like you
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Everything she does questions my mental health
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It makes me lose control
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I just can't trust myself
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If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me
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But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself
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Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated
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So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall
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Sometimes I wonder if I should be left alone
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And lock myself up in a padded room
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I'd sit and spew my guts out to the open air
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No one wants to hear a drunken fool
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Everything she does questions my mental health
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It makes me lose control
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I just can't trust myself
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If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me
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But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself
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Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated
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So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall
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I do not mind if this goes on
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Cause now it seems I'm too far gone
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I must admit I enjoy myself
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80 please keep taking me away
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Everything she does questions my mental health
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It makes me lose control
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I just can't trust myself
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If anyone can hear me slap some sense into me
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But you turn your head and I end up talking to myself
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Anxiety has got me strung out and frustrated
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So I loose my head or I bang it up against the wall
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80
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| Green Day |
