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I cant make the thunder go away, the one in my head
Every task is a struggle, even getting out of bed
Im trying my best, doing the right things, beeing good
If only i could just pull myself together, i would

Life feels like a struggle, somehow like im losing a race
In a way i feel stuck right here, that im in the wrong place
I feel like im a bad person, like everything about me is wrong
Trying to act tough, pretending that im winning, that im strong

But the sad truth is that im on the verge on giving up
Willing to do most anything just to make this stop
The screaming in my head, the feeling in my heart
Ready to end this life, if that somehow can give me a new start