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No food in the morning
Even just the thought is a chore
The school day is haunting
Our friends won't know us anymore
No food
No awful feeling
The rest of my life
An empty desk
We lay in our bed, vodka in head
The world won't know us anymore or what we've shown
Your favorite song lifts me off
Together I die and I've never felt so alone
