A sort of goodbye, but not one that you feel
A spot in my mind, one that doesn't heal
Don't wanna rely on visitors to my cell
A comfortable life, but one that often spills
I don't know, it's hard enough to hear
I suppose I'll have to play by ear
I don't know who can really say
I suppose I'll take it day by day
A piece of the pie, but how long 'til I'm fed?
I swallow my pride until there's nothin' left
I wanna be liked, but I don't know if it's real
I wanna get high, but I don't like how it feels
I don't know, it's hard enough to hear
I suppose I'll have to play by ear
I don't know if I can really change
I can try to bend before I break
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