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Don't feel myself in the daytime Late night, I’m late night No, I don't feel myself in the daytime Everything is too real Bright lights I been pushing 9 to 5, I made it to the ocean I've been drinking, smoking, smoking, drinking, drinking, smoking And it’s good versus bad, cuts and it kills And I'm sick of how it feels Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Don't believe our lies on the surface I'm in love, I’m in love with the pain Don’t you know I'm— What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Don’t you know I'm—) What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Don't you know I'm—) What? What? What? What? What? What? What? I don’t feel alive in the middle High, low, I'm high, low SongtexteI don't feel alive in the middle Not even just a little bit Back, forth I've been smoking, drinking, drinking, smoking, smoking, drinking I've been doing what I shouldn't 'til my mind ain't thinking And it's good versus bad, cuts and it kills And I'm sick of how it feels Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Maybe all that shit isn't working Had enough, had enough of the pain Don't you know I'm— What? What? What? What? What? What? What? (Don't you know I'm—) What? What? What? What? What? What? What? Don't you know I'm hurting on purpose? Don't you know I'm— Aus Songtexte Mania