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Blue Light Receipts (Female Vocal Mix)

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Intro)(Slow, melancholic guitar or piano chords)You’re staring at me like I’m a broken screenFiltering the truth of everything you’ve seenI’ve got the receipts, I’ve got the proof in my handBut you’re building a castle on sinking sand...(Verse 1)You dislike your own words then look me in the eyeExpect me to swallow every comfortable lieWhen I call you out, you play the "acting dumb" cardWhile I’m out here breathing, and the air is getting hardYou roll your eyes at the blue light on my phoneMaking me feel crazy in a house I call my ownIt’s a pattern, it’s a cycle, it’s a ghost in the roomAnd you’re using my silence to build up your gloom.(Verse 2)You say I’m "too stressed" to sit in your chairLike my medical disorder is a burden you bear"Go find someone else," that’s what you suggestedWhile my heart is in my throat, completely congestedYou’re acting like a judge, and I’m on the standFor a brain on high alert that I didn't planYou’re the one who started it, then you flip the scriptNow I’m the "bully" and our friendship is chipped.(Chorus)I’m sorry I can’t be perfect for youI’m sorry my struggle is an inconvenience, tooYou call us "permanent," you say we’re "BFFs"But you’re only around for the parts that are bestMy social anxiety isn’t a switch or a choiceBut you’re using your power to silence my voice.(Verse 3)"Landon did this," yeah, I’ve been here beforeBeing pushed out the classroom, pushed out the doorYou know I’ve been walking in a dark, heavy placeBut you’re worried about the look that I have on my faceYou say you "understand" but then you say "I guess"Using "I love you" to clean up the messYou’re rewriting history while I’m standing right hereFeeding my doubt and feeding my fear.(Bridge)It’s exhausting to prove what I see with my eyesIt’s exhausting to navigate all of your "whys"You’re a "fair-weather" bestie, only here for the sunBut when the clouds gather, you’re the first one to runI’m allowed to be anxious, I’m allowed to be meI’m not a sequel you can edit to seeA version of "us" that’s easier to sellWhile I’m trapped in a body that feels like a cell.(Verse 4)You say I’m on my phone, but I’m guarding my peaceWaiting for the pressure of your judgment to ceaseYou "don't want me in the classroom" if I'm feeling the weightAs if my existence is up for debateIf you can't hold my hand when it's shaking and coldThen the "permanent" story is a lie that was told.(Final Chorus)I’m sorry I can’t be perfect for youI’m sorry my struggle is an inconvenience, tooYou call us "permanent," you say we’re "BFFs"But you’re only around for the parts that are bestMy social anxiety isn’t a switch or a choiceBut you’re using your power to silence my voice.(Outro)(Music fades to a single note)I’m hanging with the security today...Someone who doesn't need the masks that I play.You say you're "not being rude," but the words leave a scarI’m realizing now just who you really are.(Yeah, you're letting go...)(I see the notification...)(I see the truth.)