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Testo: Violet Indiana. Rage Days.

Here I sit, I'm strong
'Cause I belong
In the flames, where I'm safe
From your words, as you degrade me

But I'm saved from this maze
Of your doubt, you were cruel to me
I was a fool and your rage
Is the end, take your pain from me

What's it got to do, with any part of you
What I'm gonna do, to get over you
What's it got to do, any part of you
I let myself, get too close to you

What's it got to do, with any part of you
What I'm gonna do, to get over you
What's it got to do, any part of you
I let myself, go too close to you

Your shame and your blame
Your failure and your fame
Impressed, you're depressed
Emotionally undressed

You were a wreck, I was your fool
Now I see through you
I'm not the same, take your pain
And this blame away from me

What's it got to do, with any part of you
What I'm gonna do, to get over you
What's it got to do, any part of you
I let myself, go too close to you

What's it got to do, with any part of you
What I'm gonna do, to get over you
What's it got to do, any part of you
I let myself, go too close to you

It's just shame and pain
It's always the same
Shame and pain

Just shame and pain
It's always the same
Shame and pain

Just shame and pain
It's always the same
[Incomprehensible]

Just shame and pain
It's always the same
[Incomprehensible]

Just shame and pain
It's always the same

Indiana, Violet