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If I gave you the truth, would it keep you alive? Though I'm closer to wrong I'm no further from right And now I'm convinced on the inside that something's wrong with me Convinced on the inside, you're so much more than me, yeah No there's nothing you say that can salvage the lie But I'm trying to keep my intentions disguised And now I'm deprived of my conscience and something's got to give Deprived of my conscience This all belongs to me, yeah

funny how it is already april, almost through a freshmen year of college with so much that has already happened. Funny how the things I thought id be doing right now are completely different than what I am actually doing. Like: -I thought I would be an art major, and that I would pass my portfolio (that didn't happen) - I now am double majoring in psychology and criminal justice, both of which require ALOT of work -I almost lost my only job to somehow have two and a raise coming ( whenever the dang head manager remembers me.. HEY I EXIST) - I am somehow doing the college thing and jobs, without that little anxiety problem, at the sacrifi

And I don't want the world to see me 'Cause I don't think that they'd understand When everything's made to be broken I just want you to know who I am just beaten up and bruised :(