Cm Ab Eb G [Verse 1]Cm Ab Some days feel like they are a-lost before getting out of bedEb G A shame spiral that devolves into existential dreadCm Ab And then the guilt that follows at the weakness you possessEb G To feel like this, to be like this, why am I such a messCm Ab A self-fulfilling prophecy that doesn’t have to beEb G We don’t need to be victims of our biologyCm Ab When the walls feel like they’re closing in, when darkness blankets allEb Bb You’re not alone, it’s not forever, there’s help that you can call [Chorus]Eb G Cm Bb Ab There’s nothing wrong with feeling wrongBb Eb You can be fixed if you are brokenEb G Cm Bb Ab Some of us need help becoming stro--o--ongAb Bb Eb Because we’re short on serotonin [Interlude]Cm Ab Eb G [Verse 2]Cm Ab Well the sickness in your brain, it’s a sickness all the sameEb G And if you're fixin' for a change, then you can fix the painCm Ab Mental health is paramount, but it’s not guaranteedEb G Some of us must work harder for that which comes naturallyCm Ab But the toil of the ascent brings the beauty of the peakEb G The poet and the author offer up their worst critiquesCm Ab I’m chemically unbalanced but I am not ashamedEb Bb To admit I take a pill to calm down my mind’s hurricane [Chorus]Eb G Cm Bb Ab There’s nothing wrong with feeling wrongBb Eb You can be fixed if you are brokenEb G Cm Bb Ab Some of us need help becoming stro--o--ongAb Bb Eb Because we’re short on serotoninAb Bb Cm Because we’re short on serotoninAb Bb Eb Because we’re short on serotonin
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