Redundant

I don't really feel I don't feel too great I don't know why I feel this way I don't wanna talk. I don't wanna have to speak I don't think that I could stop All the things that you think I don't really feel I don't feel too great I don't know why I feel this way I don't wanna crash I don't wanna have to sleep The dreams that I have you're still lying next to me You need me like a fresh pack of cigarettes All the same, nothing good will come from this I'm sick of cleaning up the mess I've been breaking falls with a broken chest I'm a fucking asshole The sentiment is redundant Swallow bitter pills So that you could feel something I could pass the blame But it slides right off your shoulders Bottle up my shame Let my soul get colder I don't really feel I don't feel too great I don't know why I feel this way I don't wanna talk. I don't wanna have to speak I don't think that I could stop All the things that you think I don't really feel I don't feel too great I don't know why I feel this way I don't wanna crash I don't wanna have to sleep The dreams that I have you're still lying next to me