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And never will be

The kids aren't alright — The kids aren’t alright

Sad to see me go

The tears are all I have

If you could be of any help.

why aren't you helping — why aren’t you helping

Keep it realish

every lie is a truth

If anything else could anyway.

This isn't helping — This isn’t helping

What can you do?

Oh well

For who knows what.

Im watching

With a little effort

Everything is going to work out fine

Nothing

Everybody knows

That’s not my name.

The angels in heaven don't know my name — The angels in heaven don’t know my name