Coming unglued
Everything's already a mess
But I'm screwing it all up, too
Countless nights pass by
With my thoughts spinning around
My mind becomes a pinball machine
Rigged so much I cannot win
I'm coming unraveled
Coming unglued
No one else can see it
The mess I've turned this into
The countless nights turn into days
My body grows weak and weary
I cannot hold myself together
As my thoughts spin around
I'm coming unraveled
Coming unglued
These thoughts in my head
Have turned against me
My body can no longer sleep
No matter how bad I want it
No matter how weak I get
My mind doesn't slow down
I'm coming unraveled
Coming unglued.
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