Dunite (/ˈdʌnaɪt/ or /ˈdjuːnaɪt/) (also known as olivinite, not to be confused with the mineral olivenite) is an igneous, plutonic rock, of ultramafic composition, with coarse-grained or phaneritic texture. The mineral assemblage is greater than 90% olivine, with minor amounts of other minerals such as pyroxene, chromite, magnetite, and pyrope. Dunite is the olivine-rich end-member of the peridotite group of mantle-derived rocks. Dunite and other peridotite rocks are considered the major constituents of the Earth's mantle above a depth of about 400 kilometers. Dunite is rarely found within continental rocks, but where it is found, it typically occurs at the base of ophiolite sequences where slabs of mantle rock from a subduction zone have been thrust onto continental crust by obduction during continental or island arc collisions (orogeny). It is also found in alpine peridotite massifs that represent slivers of sub-continental mantle exposed during collisional orogeny. Dunite typically undergoes retrograde metamorphism in near-surface environments and is altered to serpentinite and soapstone.
I don't like to be alone
With thoughts that don't belong
To me
And I can swim inside your head
For hours till I'm fed
With all your insecurities
It takes me forever and a night
To get back in my own fight
Chorus:
Sometimes, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be me
There's some kind of lie, that I just can't see
And sometimes, I don't wanna be me
I am suddenly aware
Of what you're doing here
And why I hate myself today
It burns a hole through everything
A word can leave a stain
That doesn't always wash away
It takes me places I don't wanna go
It's not the me that I know
Chorus:
Sometimes, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be me
There's some kind of lie, that I just don't believe
And sometimes, I don't wanna be me
Oh, it takes me places I don't wanna go
It's not what I know
Chorus:
Sometimes, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be me
There's some kind of lie, that I just can't see
And sometimes, I don't wanna be me
Oh, sometimes I get in my way with the little things you say
It makes me believe that I'm not ok