C Dm Am F CAm F C Waiting for the exhaleAm F C I toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well [Chorus]C Dm Am I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhaleF C Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing wellC Dm Am Still no luck, but oh wellF C I still try even though I know I'm gon' failAm Stress on my shoulders like a anvilF C Perky got me itching like a anthillAm Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn HillF C Sometimes I don't know how to feel [Verse 1]C Dm Am Ring-ring, phone call from depressionF C You used my past and my memories as a weaponC Dm Am On the other line, I talk to addiction, huhF C Speaking of the devil, all the drugs, I miss themAm This can't be real, is it fiction?F C Somethin' feels broke, need to fix itAm I cry out for help, do they listen?F C I'ma be alone until it's finished [Pre-Chorus]Am F This is the part where I tell you I'm fine, but I'm lyingC I just don't want you to worryAm F This is the part where I take all my feelings and hide 'emC 'Cause I don't want nobody to hurt me [Chorus]C Dm Am I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhaleF C Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing wellC Dm Am Still no luck, but oh wellF C I still try even though I know I'm gon' failAm Stress on my shoulders like a anvilF C Perky got me itching like a anthillAm Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn HillF C Sometimes I don't know how to feel [Verse 2]C Dm Am Sometimes I don't know how to feelF Let's be for realC C Dm If it wasn't for the pills, I wouldn't be hereAm F C But if I keep taking these pills, I won't be here, yeahAm I just told y'all my secret, yeahF C It's tearing me to piecesAm I really think I need themF C I stopped taking the drugs and now the drugs take me [Pre-Chorus]Am F This is the part where I tell you I'm fine, but I'm lyingC I just don't want you to worryAm F This is the part where I take all my feelings and hide 'emC 'Cause I don't want nobody to hurt me [Chorus]C Dm Am I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhaleF C Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing wellC Dm Am Still no luck, but oh wellF C I still try even though I know I'm gon' failAm Stress on my shoulders like a anvilF C Perky got me itching like a anthillAm Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn HillF C Sometimes I don't know how to feel
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