Depression Became My Best Friend
Oh sweet, sweet depression.
How are you doing my dear?
You're pulling me down so far,
Down so far I can't hear.
Oh sweet, sweet depression.
My arms become hungry,
As my makeup smears.
Oh sweet, sweet depression.
You came here,
When nothing was clear.
And now I'm stuck,
But I know you'll always be here.
Oh sweet, sweet depression.
What have you done to me?
I can't think straight anymore,
And all of my family is starting to see.
Oh sweet, sweet depression.
I used think life was beautiful.
I used to feel like I was free.
Why have you placed all of these doubts inside of me?
Oh bitter, sweet depression.
I pushed you out,
And now I'm free!
Turns out you were never good for me.
At least now I can finally follow my dreams.
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