Depression is a hell of a thing
I lie here, eyes open
Living in a sea of couch cushions and guilt
They ask me if I'm okay
I lie here, eyes open
How numb is too numb?
They ask me if I'm okay
I hold onto my mask
How numb is too numb?
I decide today is the day I get up
I hold onto my mask
I go through the motions
I decide today is the day I get up
A monster lives in my body
I go through the motions
Forever apologizing
A monster lives in my body
Depression is a hell of a thing
Forever apologizing
For living in a sea of couch cushions and guilt
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