The plants on my Windows ill are dying
And that was the reason last time
You saw me crying
Everything seems to be going fine
But I am holding your hand
And you’re not holding mine

Call me cliche
Call me a blag
Call me a child
But please call me back
I feel like my brain is under attack
It’s make me an insomniac

And I'm not fighting personal demons
These are just demons we all have to face
And I'm not fighting personal demons
These are just demons we all have to face

I don’t expect anything else from you my Darling
I certainly don’t expect you to stop me from falling
I should take better care of myself
But I couldn’t ask anybody
To understand my mental healt

And I'm not fighting personal demons
These are just demons we all have to face
And I'm not fighting personal demons
These are just demons we all have to face

Call me cliche
Call me a blag
Call me a child
But please call me back
I feel like my brain is under attack
It’s make me an insomniac

And I'm not fighting personal demons
These are just demons we all have to face
And I'm not fighting personal demons
These are just demons we all have to face
And I'm not fighting personal demons