Luyện nghe bài hát My Sanity On The Funeral Pyre

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

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

And after 22 years I can still my skin crawl
shortcoming's a pitfall
On my way to amends
myself to be
To be what I

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

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

When I pushed too far
A of emotional perfection
Has a wounded heart

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

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

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