Teenagers-Cancer-I'm Not Ok (I Promise)Mashup

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Turn away,

If you could get me a drink of water,

'Cause my lips are chapped and faded,

Call my aunt Marie,

And help her gather all the girls and boys in the clique,

The awful names that they stick, You're never gonna fit in much kid, But if you're troubled and hurt, Burry me in all my favorite colours, my sisters and my brothers,

Scare the living shit outta me,

They couldn't care less as long as someone'll bleed,

So darken your clothes,

Or strike a violent pose,

Maybe they'll leave you alone but not me; I will not kiss you, cause the hardest part of this is leaving you,

Now turn away,

'Cause I'm awful just to see,

'Cause all my hair's abandoned all my body,

Oh, my agony,

'Cause the drugs never work,

They're gonna give you a smirk,

'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean,

For all the dirty looks,

The photographs your boyfriend took,

Remember when you broke your foot,

From jumping out the second floor?

I'm not okay,

I'm not okay,

I'm not okay,

I'd ask you to be true,

But not me

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