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Maybe I'll go outside, and try to count The trees outside of my apartment Maybe I'll close my eyes, pretend I'm somewhere else Where all the leaves are falling I trust my horoscope more than I trust myself Keep feeding my ego when I should ask for help Don't know where prayers go, but I'm still scared of Hell No, I'll never be all right, but maybe I'll get close I'm drinking with my ghosts tonight No, I'll never be all right, but I heard it gets good I'm thinking that I could, in time No, I'll never be all right But it's gonna be alright I should be keeping score of all the nights, I can't decide Between getting high or sleeping I thought by 24, I wouldn't question all affection As if I don't need it I trust my horoscope more than I trust myself Keep feeding my ego when I should ask for help Don't know where prayers go, but I'm still scared of Hell No, I'll never be all right, but maybe I'll get close I'm drinking with my ghosts tonight No, I'll never be all right, but I heard it gets good I'm thinking that I could in time And no, I'll never be all right But it's gonna be alright No, I'll never be all right But it's gonna be alright And every time I go back to Boston It just feels like running away And I sink right back to the bottom Hoping one day something will change All my monsters live in the mirror So I stare them straight in the face Tell them even though I'm lost, I'm not afraid No, I'll never be all right, but maybe I'll get close I'm drinking with my ghosts tonight No, I'll never be all right, but I heard it gets good I'm thinking that I could in time