I need a minor chord as I start this war
The battle of million's opinions
Uneducated love
She's much too young to feel this numb
Just keeps putting it off
Pop them pills, stunt those thrills
She's feeling too much love
She'll be fine, don't pay any mind
She'll get over this
Keep her high, feed her those lies
We're controlling this
How can this be the answer
How can this be the way
Tell me what are the chances
According to you will I be OK
When I need healing Healing
Healing Healing
You got your shades on and you look pretty
But you don't see the cloud that's over me
I'm getting pulled down, I feel so heavy
She said come on man, don't say it's happening again
It's not so easy now, you can't snap me out
Of the darkness that's been settling
When I feel so close to heaven
Or the end
Whatever it is, just give it a name
I'm sure they'll find some pride in adopting the mind
Of a crazy, messed up, desperate soul
Call it ADD or bulimia
How can this be the answer
How can this be the way
Tell me what are the chances
According to you will I be OK
When I need healing Healing
Healing Healing Yeah
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Oh, how can this be the answer
How can this be the way
Tell me what are the chances
According to you will I be ok
What is ok, what is ok
According to you will I be ok
What is ok, what is ok
According to you will I be ok
What is ok, oh what is ok
Oh what is ok
Will I be ok
Will I be ok
We all need healing, healing
Healing, healing ya