Broken mirror on the wall
You give no reflection of me at all
Your wicked ways, I won’t understand
Intoxicating, weakening
Rusting scissors in the drawer
Pull me closer to a life no more
Why am I so confused
Unimpressed, unamused?
No, something’s not right
Open your eyes to the sky
Focus the light
It’s a combination of numbers
And a set of missing keys
I’ve been painting pictures
But the colors disagree
And bad things come in threes
The wind is blowing
I am falling through a hurricane
As buildings tear up from the ground
No way of knowing where I’m going
Circulating through the wildest night
Give in to the sudden urges for more
You give no reflection of me at all
Your wicked ways, I won’t understand
Intoxicating, weakening
Rusting scissors in the drawer
Pull me closer to a life no more
Why am I so confused
Unimpressed, unamused?
No, something’s not right
Open your eyes to the sky
Focus the light
It’s a combination of numbers
And a set of missing keys
I’ve been painting pictures
But the colors disagree
And bad things come in threes
The wind is blowing
I am falling through a hurricane
As buildings tear up from the ground
No way of knowing where I’m going
Circulating through the wildest night
Give in to the sudden urges for more
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