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Im nicotine
Im coming clean
I fooled the crowd
when I made it sound like I was more than ready

strike up the band
deprive my sleep
cause theres no love like apathy
the bell that tolls rings loud enough
that it should have woke us up

Im trying to find truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes
in all the things I wish Id wrote
cause I feel like Ive been losing you

I read your last entry
over-privileged kids keep crying
the need to fit in gets harder
when living life from a screen

old classmates please drop all your pens
dont write a word cause I won't reply
and Im not bitter, no it's just Ive passed that point in my life

Im trying to find truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes
in all the things I wish I'd wrote
cause I feel like Ive been losing you
each night it ends too soon
you dont hold me like you used to
and your eyes look like theyve seen too much 'cause
it's always some excuse
too tired, too obtuse
you look so far, removed
this time I fear Im losing you for good

I'mm nicotine... I'm a cash machine
I'm the color green
and you should've seen the looks I just received
I need a reason to let go
an intervention, or a lullaby
something to cure me, please believe me--

Im trying to find truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes
in all the things I wish I'd wrote
cause I feel like Ive been losing you
each night it ends too soon
you dont hold me like you used to
and your eyes look like theyve seen too much but
it's always some excuse
too tired, too obtuse
you look so far removed
this time I fear Im just not getting through