I've been looking in the mirror for so long.
That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.
Tlittle pieces falling
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more
That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.
Tlittle pieces falling
Shards of me,
To sharp to put back together.
To small to matter,
But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.
If I try to touch her,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe no more
