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Trouble in my head
by Vamilla
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Well, I can't remember what I bought this week
I got broken price tags scattered on the floor
And boxes that I decided to keep
And use them for storing leftover alcohol
And in the hall, the air is heavy, and it's long, it feels long
I told my mum I consider myself strong
Because I've been through a lot
And I continue to put myself through a lot
Tell myself it's better to do things than to not
Still it would seem that I've got
A lot of a trouble in my head
And I'd benefit
From a therapist
But I think I'll just stay in my bed
And not do anything about it
Although this Saturday I passed out drunk alone in a boy's bed again
I was screaming into his pillow after he left
It seems I think he's the only who could save me
But i know it's not very woke, I know, but so what
I'm supposed to figure this out all alone
I'm so tired of all the Internet telling me "I'm supposed to be enough"
And I'm supposed to be the love of my own life
God doesn't that sound so boring
But I shut myself in my room, and light a candle
And reflect on my fucked up relationship to sex
Google some complex
Read my phantom-wise tarot cards
They tell me I've got
A lot of a trouble in my head
And I'd benefit
From a therapist
But I just stay in my bed
And I won't do anything about it
Oh cause who am I to complain
I'm just some overgrown teenager
I'm not really going insane
I'm not weak, I'm grateful
I'm festive, creative
And in any case it's just pretty to be sad
And interesting to have had
Bad things happen to you
The girl with the mysterious past
And trouble in her head
She would benefit
From a therapist
But she just wallows instead
Stays in her bed
Doesn't do anything about it
You can't make me do anything about it
Well, I can't remember what I bought this week
I got broken price tags scattered on the floor
And boxes that I decided to keep
And use them for storing leftover alcohol
And in the hall, the air is heavy, and it's long, it feels long
I told my mum I consider myself strong
Because I've been through a lot
And I continue to put myself through a lot
Tell myself it's better to do things than to not
Still it would seem that I've got
A lot of a trouble in my head
And I'd benefit
From a therapist
But I think I'll just stay in my bed
And not do anything about it
Although this Saturday I passed out drunk alone in a boy's bed again
I was screaming into his pillow after he left
It seems I think he's the only who could save me
But i know it's not very woke, I know, but so what
I'm supposed to figure this out all alone
I'm so tired of all the Internet telling me "I'm supposed to be enough"
And I'm supposed to be the love of my own life
God doesn't that sound so boring
But I shut myself in my room, and light a candle
And reflect on my fucked up relationship to sex
Google some complex
Read my phantom-wise tarot cards
They tell me I've got
A lot of a trouble in my head
And I'd benefit
From a therapist
But I just stay in my bed
And I won't do anything about it
Oh cause who am I to complain
I'm just some overgrown teenager
I'm not really going insane
I'm not weak, I'm grateful
I'm festive, creative
And in any case it's just pretty to be sad
And interesting to have had
Bad things happen to you
The girl with the mysterious past
And trouble in her head
She would benefit
From a therapist
But she just wallows instead
Stays in her bed
Doesn't do anything about it
You can't make me do anything about it
