growing up i've always wanted to be someone that i'm not- i think i've accomplished that.

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but i still haven't grown up.
happiness isn't found between lips or sheets-
its just stored there for a little while.
"you're a package"
yeah cause someone is gonna someday rip you apart.
"you're a real star"
yeah cause they all burn out eventually.
take these troubled thoughts and hit the sidewalks.
i won't turn the page but it will still turn on me.
sorry is what you feel only when you can't feel anything else.
sorry is a placebo for whatever you were supposed to feel but fucked up.
i swear the pharmacist must see me coming a while away-
he picks up the phone like he always pretends to be too busy to fill/feel my prescription.
lying under oath or lying under me.
it's the same thing anymore.
and whenever there is a bridge in your words you will lie your way across it.
you should change your location to somewhere in "denile" since you are drowning in it.
and i know as well as anyone else-
just because all eyes are on you doesn't mean all ears are.