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I’ve felt myself, stuck
Stuck to the table under my wax,
when did I start melting?
I don’t remember the last time I felt whole.

Stuck to the table under my wax,
finding myself slipping into something I’m not
I don’t remember the last time I felt whole.
Everything slipping from me all at once, when did this start happening?

finding myself slipping into something I’m not
Stuck in the same place you put me
Everything slipping from me all at once, when did this start happening?        Why did you do this

Stuck in the same place you put me
Did you flick the flame so I couldn’t escape
Why did you do this
I’m stuck in this place because of you, because you didn’t want me to leave

Did you flick the flame so I couldn’t escape
So I wouldn’t leave you behind
I’m stuck in this place because of you, because you didn’t want me to leave    Are you proud?

So I wouldn’t leave you behind
Leaving me to burn from the heat that slowly moves closer to me
Are you proud?
Does the scent of my pain satisfy you?

Leaving me to burn from the heat that slowly moves close to me
Its flickering hurts me
Does the scent of my pain satisfy you
Does leaving me standing under my own wax bring you joy?

Its flickering hurts me
The orange getting too close to my eyes
Does leaving me standing under my own wax bring you joy?
I can see the yellow in your reflection

The orange getting too close to my eyes
You really hate me don’t you
I can see the yellow in your reflection
Keeping me here out of your own selfishness

You really hate me don’t you
I’ve felt myself, stuck
Keeping me here out of your own selfishness
Yet I can’t bring myself to say I hate you