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| Song title | |||
| "Undepressionalization" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| March 7, 2021 | |||
| Singer | |||
| SONiKA | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
AdyS (music, lyrics, illustration)
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| Views | |||
| 2,700+ | |||
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Lyrics[]
Not a single pain can make me feel satisfied
The flowers start to die and I can't join in the fight
Cutting my hair, forgetting the past
Putting down the scissor so I can bring out my knife
You could say that I'm being overdramatic
But I don't think I'm supposed to sit under a
burning tree
I'm quite an idiot, quite a moron
but at least I don't go around bringing
other people down
Oh I know I'm on the edge
Though I never chose to be here
This knife that was supposed to free my soul
I let it be my wake up call
Do I really have to pretend that
I know what I'm doing this whole time
I'm sick of pretending that I'm okay
So goodbye
For now
Do you really expect me to walk
When I couldn't even crawl my way out
I'm sick of pretending that I'm okay
So goodbye
For now
What the f do you want from me
Why would I care about what you think
when you never listened to me
What the f is wrong with you
Does it really matter that
I am not what you think
What the f do you want from me
Why would I care about what you think
when you never listened to me
What the f is wrong with you
Does it really matter that
I am not what you think
Oh I know I'm on the edge
Though I never chose to be here
This knife that was supposed to free my soul
I let it be my wake up call
Do I really have to pretend that
I know what I'm doing this whole time
I'm sick of pretending that I'm okay
So goodbye
For now
Do you really expect me to walk
When I couldn't even crawl my way out
I'm sick of pretending that I'm okay
So goodbye
For now