Gotta move on and really get outta here
There’s no more excuses
The voice in my head keep telling me to do stuff
I don’t wanna do
I keep talking with people that don’t exist
Maybe, I don’t know
My anxiety is killing me
Is so out control
But you know, I’m not (in) sane
Yeah you know I’m not (in) sane
But you know, you drive me (in) sane
Yeah you know, you drive me insane
The things that come right from your mouth
Keep turning our memories to ashes
We soak ourselves in gasoline
While dancing in a circle of fire
(Burning)
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