Mirrors

アーティストCrocodiles
作詞Brandon David Welchez, Charles Michael Rowell
作曲Brandon David Welchez, Charles Michael Rowell
There's something in the way you crucify me,
it makes me smile
And when you offer up your sacrament you
drown the whole world in your bile
You can sail on waves of shit and type your
pointless, ancient fingers to the bone
But when your vessel sinks you'll drown in it
and know that you've done
Nothing of your own

There's something in the way you evil eye me
and throw your glare
They can masquerade as fire but behind your
eyes there's nothing but dead air
You admire your reflection staring back at you
from pools of shallow prose
But when you meet yourself in mirrors you will
know that you've done nothing of your own

I think I'm gonna die awhile, I'm gonna hang on
wood and try to smile
And when the peasents with their pitchforks
come
I'm gonna spit blood down on everyone
They're all scum

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