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I feel like I'm lying every day I know when I get home I'll have to pay Just manipulate and hurt yourself That's not what matters, not your mental health Knowing I look happy makes me good inside But I'm bad But I'm not ready to die Just 'cause I look good on the outside doesn't mean anything I'm not alright All it means is that I'm trying Shouldn't that say something? I mean Let's look at the fact sometimes I can't even get out of bed, you know? Sometimes, it's even hard to just pick up a pencil Knowing I look happy makes me good inside But I'm bad But I'm not ready to die Just 'cause I look good on the outside doesn't mean anything I'm not alright Put me in the farthest ward Maybe then I'll feel a little less bored Lack of contact with who you are Will leave a little more than a scar Knowing I look happy makes me good inside But I'm bad But I'm not ready to die Just 'cause I look good on the outside doesn't mean anything I'm not alright Not alright! Not alright Honestly, if this whole thing has been recording, this should just be the secret track Secret song Vi's playing the drums Alexia is playing the guitar Aah Aah Violet can't play the drums Alexia should stick to singing Aahaha Aah Ooo Secret song This is really bad There is a half-eaten piece of bread Sitting on this table Aah Aah Aah Aah This is crazy, aah Autotune is fucking crazy Aahaha Okay, done