Luyện nghe bài hát My Sanity On The Funeral Pyre

Paranoia is the worming its way
my subconscious thoughts
It's the larva of my doubt
in my heart as I spiral down

And everything I touch is
And it falls to the earth in
And I as every splinter finds its way
Underneath my

And after 22 years I can still make my crawl
Every shortcoming's a
On my way to makin'
myself to be
To be I became

Sometimes it feels the whole wide world
Has itself my enemy
But I will upon my own two feet
And raise, raise my up

I lick my wounds trying to the infection
Rabid and reality fades away

When I pushed too far
A dream of emotional
Has left a heart

Trying to the gifts inherent inside me
It's like squeezing the
It's opening fire
On who's let me down
On every beautiful lie is
That is only

Sometimes it feels the whole wide world
Has itself my enemy
But I will stand upon my own two
And raise, raise my up

For the first time I'm losing and I like it
Freedom feels like the is gone
For the first time I'm losing control and I it
Freedom feels like the noose is