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