Song: Get Well
Artist: Icon For Hire
Album: Scripted
Video By: Ethelia Jumper

Lyrics:
We throw tantrums like parties
We're not happy 'til everyone knows we're sick
And that's just how we like it
We've hurt bad enough, right, we've earned it

Don't tell the others but it's all getting old
I mean how many more times must our stories be told?
And being lonely's only fun in a group
It sort of loses its charm when it's true

I meant it when I said
I wanna get well, I wanna get well
Are the rest of you so content
Stay where you are but it hurts like help
And I'm sure it's fun at first, test your pulse and check your vitals
If it's only a game, you lost me
I quit it with the suicidal recital

So now you know all my secrets
I want out, I know I don't need this
Can you find me friends that don't rank me on what I've been through?
The more battle scars the more attention it gets you

Don't tell the others but it's all getting old
I mean how many more times must our stories be told?
And being lonely's only fun in a group
It sort of loses its charm when it's true

I meant it when I said
I wanna get well, I wanna get well
Are the rest of you so content
Stay where you are but it hurts like help
And I'm sure it's fun at first, test your pulse and check your vitals
If it's only a game, you lost me
I quit it with the suicidal recital

Yeah we should've known it would end this way
What did you expect, pretend it all away
And all we've got left is a sorry pile of hearts
I'm getting out, gonna write myself a new start
Come on dry your eyes, meet me on the other side
Run as fast as you can and we'll make it out alive
We know better now, we don't have to live like this
Go tell them all, we don't have to live like this

I meant it when I said
I wanna get well

I meant it when I said
I wanna get well, I wanna get well
Are the rest of you so content
Stay where you are but it hurts like help
And I'm sure it's fun at first, test your pulse and check your vitals
If it's only a game, you lost me
I quit it with the suicidal recital
If it's only a game, you lost me
I quite it with the suicidal recital

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