Tekst:
why can't i help my opinion dig it's way out my opinion and i, we are separate entities these days no one sets me on fire like you nothing punctures completely through i've taken all that i can take i'm sick of lying to myself one more day of this and i'll crack i can't keep on pretending it's okay it's time to work my way out of this self-sprung trap it's a matter of will it's an internal dilemma now i've got an evil twin, and time is wearing thin
