Finally got sick of it all
I woke up to a warning call
Watch them fall
Lately I've been walking through that door
In search of my home
Only to find it filled with mirrors
Old things are all just shallow reflections concealed in fear
I need something real
I rush through the mirrors
They shatter in my arms
Palms bleeding
Them shining things vanished
They're gone
It used to be stained it felt so right
The feeling of my comfort is undone
Because everything is so bright
Why is my heart light though I'm the broken one
I rush through the mirrors
They shatter in my arms
Palms bleeding
Them shining things vanished
They're gone
I rush through the mirrors
They shatter in my arms
Palms bleeding
Them shining things vanished
They're gone