I'll push people away
and then say I'm lonely,
I'll say I have no friends
and then call us all squaddies
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Running from the fire I tended to,
I'll leap into your arms
Though I know you'll burn me to the ground
and then you'll raise the alarms
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I'll accuse you of being mysterious
While building up my own walls
I'll try to break yours down
And collect the bricks before they fall
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I'll make my own misery
I'll burn my own boats,
Then complain about not
being able to stay afloat
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Alienated in my own body
Lost in my own soul
Foreign in my own head,
Down a perpetual rabbit hole