Trîgintā Duo

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Burning up inside
Chasing away whatever's left
of your singed sanity

It's always the same
You go insane
I'm left to pick up your scattered pieces
never finding the missing ones
You point your finger
You can't take the blame
I play the faulty
and handle the shame
The way you want me to

I've had enough
I just can't get it out of my mind
I can't break this cycle
It happens every time

It's always the same
You go insane
I'm left to pick up your scattered pieces
never finding the missing ones
You point your finger
You can't take the blame
I play the faulty
and handle the shame
The way you want me to

Your sanity burned too hot to survive
And my lips turned ash from licking up the flames
So you're chasing away whatever's left
of my singed sanity

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