The plants on my windowsill dying
And that was the reason last time you saw me crying
Everything seems to be going fine
But I am holding your hand
And you're not holding mine
Call me cliché, call me a blag
Call me a child, but please call me back
I feel like my brain is under attack
It's making me an insomniac
And I'm not fighting
Personal demons
These are just demons
We all have to face
And I'm not fighting
Personal demons
These are just demons
We all have to face
I don't expect anything else from you, my darling
I certainly don't expect you to stop me from falling
I should take better care of myself
But I couldn't ask anybody to understand my mental health
And I'm not fighting
Personal demons
These are just demons
We all have to face
And I'm not fighting
Personal demons
These are just demons
We all have to face
Call me cliché, call me a blag
Call me a child, but please call me back
I feel like my brain is under attack
It's making me an insomniac
And I'm not fighting
Personal demons
These are just demons
We all have to face
I'm not fighting
Personal demons
These are just demons
We all have to face, no, no
I'm not fighting
Personal demons
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