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I sprained my ankle running away from all my troubles
I forgot to lock the front door when I left
now it's all just rubble
Rubble, burning rubble
Scented like the scented candle that burned away the evidence
And destroyed a life worth burning to the ground

Once I thought I was lost
Then I thought I was found
But now I think it's better just lying on the ground
I sprained my ankle and I broke my mind

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