Risanamento

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All these tapes in my head swirl around, keeping my vibe down.

"I am someone easy to leave, 

even easier to forget". 

A voice, if inaccurate. 

Again: "I’m the one they all run from", 

diatribes of cladded sun, 

someone help me find the pause button. 

All these tapes in my head swirl around, 

keeping my vibe down. 

All these thoughts in my head aren’t my own 

wreaking havoc. 

"I’m too exhausted to be loved, 

a volatile chemical, 

best to quarantine and cut off". 

All these tapes in my head swirl around, 

keeping my vibe down. 

All these thoughts in my head aren’t my own 

wreaking havoc. 

All these tapes in my head swirl around, 

keeping my vibe down. 

All these thoughts in my head aren’t my own 

wreaking havoc. 

"I’m but a thorn in your sweet side, 

you are better off without me, 

it’d be best to leave at once". 

All these tapes in my head swirl around, 

keeping my vibe down. 

All these thoughts in my head aren’t my own 

wreaking havoc.