Pop it in your mouth
Make it all go away
Your head is pounding
But soon, it'll all be gray
You're restless and scared
Looking out into the dark
Hating that reflection that stared
All your flaws look so stark
Your thoughts are a frenzy
Dancing with a madness
You're sick with envy
And dying of sadness
Just take some pills.
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