From the Panic Room - Opaline fire

Shagging on the pain!
Bringing all the rage!
Standing in the fire, my head is a layer of bleeding lace
Just a pain in my head, never gonna make sense and never fade away
All the medications made the animations along the pain
Opaline fire! My head is a wire about to break away
Right now, I'm gonna run on the death gate!

I'm inside the maze
Blowing up away
Burning in the fire, calling all the liars under the pressure
Twisted in the fire, my head is a pyre of long displeasure

Shaking on my face
Wrecking all amazed
But I'm out of range
Take it, make it all along!

Written by:
Daniel Clemente

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