Act Normal-S. T. Manville
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This ain't my bedroom but this is where I go to sleep

This ain't the money shot, this is just trying to dream

Open the windows let the inside out into the street

I'm spitting feathers oh I've come apart at the seams

I don't know what to do with this guilt that I have

Raging inside of my head like a lamp

Crippled for months and nothing feels normal

All I can do is just try to ignore it

I'm lost and I'm lonely, and never at home

And I'm drinking myself into some kind of hole

And there's glimpses of feelings I can't quite reach

It's like bobbing for apples without any teeth

I don't know anything, I don't know what I believe

Hope is important but it ain't important to me

Take all my memories and throw them all into the sea

Try to act normal when I drive past the police

I don't know what to do with this guilt that I have

Raging inside of my head like a lamp

Crippled for months and nothing feels normal

All I can do is just try to ignore it

I'm lost and I'm lonely, and never at home

And I'm drinking myself into some kind of hole

And there's glimpses of feelings I can't quite reach

It's like bobbing for apples without any teeth

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