Silence is a mask I wear, and it cries alone, and it just lies alone. 
Whispers planted over time they will take sprout and rise, they will kill in diguise.

Well I might break, but you can’t tell me that I’m not strong enough. 
And you can only pull me to the bottom, oh just for a couple weeks. 
And depression is your weapon of choice but I’ll just sing before it’s too late, before it’s too late.

Mesmerized by those razor hips, I just wanna go back home, but I don’t wanna die alone. 
Sneak attack, when I’m not well fed. 
And i’ll get carried off, and I’ll just lose control.

Well I might break, but you can’t tell me that i’m not strong enough. 
And you can only pull me to the bottom, oh just for a couple weeks. 
And depression is your weapon of choice but I’ll just sing before it’s too late, before it’s too late.

And [bad word] at me with an army of lies, yeah. 
But I don’t hear the rest of what you say, I don’t hear the rest of what you say. 
You’re sharper than a feild of vibrant colors yeah. 
But you can’t take my joy away, but you can’t take my joy away. 
Yeah yeah yeah. 
Yeah -eah -eah -eah -eah.

Well I might break, but you can’t tell me that I’m not strong enough. 
And you can only pull me to the bottom, oh just for a couple weeks. 
And depression is your weapon of choice but I’ll just sing before it’s too late, before it’s too late
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