Sad girls club pt. II - lay low and alone
Sad girl is still sad
This time because she is sick
In the head and in the body
She needs to pick which one she'll treat
Because money is running low
There are no jobs
So she has to hold on tight to the one she has
Even if is diminishing
Even if it feels horrible
Even if she has to endure hate
Sad girl needs to make ends meet
She needs to put on a brave face
Because this time no one is coming to the rescue
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Sad girl wakes up again in hot sweats
Her throat tangled in her heart
Stomach tied in a knot
Sad girl is haunted by the drugs she misses
Sad girl misses the oblivion of being so high
She felt like an angel
Sad girl considers once more the razorblades
The harsh voice in her head telling her to slit her throat
At least this way she wouldn't talk too much
Rub people the wrong way
Sad girl tries to ignore the voice but it gets louder
There's no sound in a haunted house other than the screeching voice of solitude
Slit your wrists. Slide that knife across your neck. Try to OD on pills again.
Sad girl is sad because she wants to live
Well, she wants to want to live
But life has become a long waiting line
For the moment of release
For the moment in which she will be safe
In the arms of the one she loved the most
It doesn't matter if she's dead or alive
She wouldn't be sad anymore.
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Sad girl wants to be okay
Not even happy, God knows happy is a ship that sailed long ago
She tries to be okay
She takes her meds, she goes to the gym, she sets her alarm for work
Sad girl just wants to be okay
Amidst the fever at 4am she calls for his name
But no one is coming to take care of her
So she drags herself to the hospital where she once walked with him
The hospital bench reminds her of 40h awake and vomiting because of so much fear
Sad girl comes back to the echo of a home
She brushes her teeth
She takes a hot shower
She combs her hair
And like some kind of black magic, sad girl falls
She just slips on the wet floor and falls hard
Pain reminds her that her body is alive
Sad girl is sick and hurt
She looks up asking for help
No one is coming
So she does the only thing she knows how to do
Sad girl once more fell
And once more, she picked herself up
Dusted herself off
Sad girl did it again
And she did it alone
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