When I look at you,into your eyes,the days in my life are passing by.
I look real deep and I can see,all your pain and misery,WHY? calling for help to get me out,of this forbidden prison mount,I am here sensing fear,gaining proof without a cheer.
When I look at you in my reflection,your eyes tell me all the answers to my life,their stabbing clues like a knife,reaching to an answer that I choose,within the walls of myself,looking for quick ways on the shelf.
In front of the mirror,I soon seek now clearer.
Something to hold and want forget,or cu and drown you in that glassy pit.
