<Coping Mechanism>

Fun fact, I'm so, so sick of myself
 My mind's a breeding ground for unhealthy
 The walls are talking and the voices in my head
 (They're screaming out loud)
 Fun fact, some days I just cry on the couch
 Put my whole life away on a shelf
 I try to feel something, that's why I break everything
 (I'm screaming out loud)
 Against the thought of who I'd be if you were me and I
 I just wanna die (ain't that a fun fact?)
 I've wasted so much time hating myself for trying
 Accepting that this fate is our demise, hating myself for lying
 Knew my cards were dealt, had your eyes locked on someone else
 No, you couldn't help it, or could you?
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 Fun fact, I really wanna fucking make you cry
 It just isn't right, so enticing, just like you
 Master-minding every fight, rivers flowing from my eyes
 No emotion from your side
 Fun fact, I'm the worst, it's true
 Fun fact, I learned it all from you
 I need a coping mechanism now
 Every night
 I've wasted so much time hating myself for trying
 Accepting that this fate is our demise, hating myself for lying
 Knew my cards were dealt, had your eyes locked on someone else
 No, you couldn't help it, or could you?
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 You couldn't help it
 No, you couldn't help it
 No, you couldn't help it, no
 Or could you?