V1: I up every day to the same mess, I feel and I don't wanna get dressed, I hate school ever since my friend left, I lock the bathroom door and a deep breath, morning is the same routine, I brush my teeth, make my face is clean, I catch a glimpse of in the mirror and it haunts me, The of leaving this room really daunts me, I'm panicking now, I worry til my hurts, I feel trapped, short of and I'm running scared, It worse and I'm feeling really dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, wanna leave the house, I up to form, 10 minutes late, shouting at me, this is just great, I bite my tongue, quiet, I don't wanna fight, This is me. Welcome to my
V2 Every morning is the routine, I brush my teeth, make my face is clean, I catch a of myself in the mirror and it haunts me, The prospect of leaving this room really me, I'm now, I worry til my tummy hurts, I feel trapped, of breath and I'm running scared, It gets and I'm feeling really dizzy now, I'm on my way to school, didn't wanna the house, I up to form, 20 minutes late, shouting at me! Nah not today, I'm gettin sick of it, this my fault, I push the desk, stand up, lad I'm off, to the toilets, I'm sick physically, I tell them I'm sick but no one listens to me, And all the kids call me names, say I'm a freak, I I'm not normal. But this is me.
V3 I to go through the same routines, In a war myself since my early teens, Always battling to cope my every day life, When anxieties gripped, they me tight, I was afraid, ashamed, made the grade, My existence decayed by my blockade, I prayed every day but nothing ever changed, 'Til I learnt the symptoms that I displayed, Every I got scared it was Fight or flight, But I made the decision to take my life, So now I write songs for them that relate, For the ones who are living it, an every day, In the morning when you get up, tell yourself beautiful, Whether you believe it or not, tell it's true, Get that up kid, gotta see it thru, You can kick cause I kicked it too.