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  1. Cheers to You

You stole this, fess up little girl
You don’t own this, or any piece of this world
You’ll grow out of this, but first confess
You’re out of control

You’re the oldest of five, fess up little girl
You got a deep disguise, all knuckles and nerves

You grow angry fast, with your fists in curls
You’re out of control
How could I blame you
I claim you

For swallowing stigma and fears on the rocks for years,
Cheers to you

Here’s another drug to get you covered well
Now I’m tangled up in the wires of this triangle
My doc, my pharmacy, my insurance company
They’re in control

They’ve been helping me out, with a bottle of pills
Some permissions slips, it’s grist for the mill
And I’ve tried before, but you never know
This is lucky six

How could I blame you
I claim you
For swallowing stigma and fears on the rocks for years,
Cheers to you

You can try to relax but fess up little girl
There’s a hook in the latch, you’re licking sand off a pearl
Snap out of it fast, detach from this world
Detach, detach, detach

How could I blame you
I claim you
For swallowing stigma and fears on the rocks for years,
Cheers to you




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