Bright Eyes, says it all. much more beautifully than i ever could. slightly altered.
It was in the march of the winter I turned fiften
That I bought those pills
I thought I would need
And I wrote a letter to my family
Said it's not your fault
And you've been good to me
Just lately I've been feeling
Like I don't belong
Like the ground's not mine to walk
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