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letra de are you diagnosed? - eaves wilder

[intro]
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?

[verse 1]
i know a place where the good life starts
between a kfc and the corner of a car park
and what a way to waste your teens
you’ll miss your gcses and every other landmark
so i come in, sit down, took an hour to find it
it’s one big secret and you have to hide it
he calls me in and asks me two things
“what’s going on” and “can you prove it?” i said

[pre-chorus]
don’t say it could be worse, just make it better
i couldn’t use my words when you wrote down every letter

[chorus]
you could wake up with a tube up your nose, but
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?
roll up your sleeves and you’re drowning in clothes, but
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?
never jumped off a moving bus
well, wait another six months
you could be dying or close, but
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?
[verse 2]
i’m in the longest wait for the world’s worst club
so wrap me up in a bandage to get to the front
they had to swap the sofas late last month
so now they’re covered in plastic to keep off the blood
if she tells the truth, we could take her away
or send her home or laugh in her face, she said

[pre-chorus]
it has to be worse before it gets better
that’s what she said, you would have loved her if you’d met her

[chorus]
but did you say you wanna use it to coast? so
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?
and no one called you when you overdosed, yeah
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?
but they said you’re at rock bottom, grab a shovel and dig
your way up to the top of the waiting list
you could be dying or close, but
are you diagnosed? are you diagnosed?

[outro]
i feel protective of the place i hate most
because now everybody’s saying that they have it and pose
with the pain, then put it down like they’re wearing your clothes
or your name or where you live like it’s something you chose
but you carry it around with you everyday
and n0body believes you, so now you do the same
i’m sick of sick, i’m sick of asking for help
the job only gets done when you do it yourself

- eaves wilder

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