chase the memory of that hoping the future holds something better than the past so why do I spend my time runnin' away? when the truth is right here in the mirror inside my dying
us - The drowning, while shrieks beyond the centuries Pierced our souls to the edge of death The sun became our most dreadful enemy Our bodies burning, still never dying Wishing
take a look in the mirror reflections from a dying personality lights up the room feel cold sweat running from your neck when denying you were part of
I look in the mirror and what I can see Is one face with abandonment I can't hide myself and I'm not free Living in mental abasement Imprison The rising
hear You say, who I am is quite enough Just want to be worthy of love and beautiful Sometimes I wish I was someone other than me Fighting to make the mirror
fast Will they be gone tomorrow just like painted glass? If I had wishes, I would shout to you and scream But now I realize you're like young dying
Still, all I see is burning fields Still, all I hear is dying screams I am the future I am the past I am what you wish for The god you wish to be
to myself and get my lyrics in order Play my own songs and give a mirror performance Now im about to sign im sort of in there with warmers Im movin on now, wish
wish you never asked for it brace yourself and watch your back it's time I bury this hatchet so deep inside your chest you'll wish you never asked for
, my Mike and Corika They're the dying and Koreme Tell me why did they Al B, Al B yeah Lil Chilla, my Mike, and Corika They're the dying and Koreme
was never to be Only one crimson son, no, it never was me Living in the limelight, little did I know I was dying in the shadows and the mirror was my
see I'm grievin', I try and hide it, But I can't, why do I act like I'm all high and mighty, When inside, I'm dying, I am finally realizing I need help
through I wish you knew I hate myself for losing you I'm seeing it all so clear I hate myself for losing you What do you do when you look in the mirror
[R?derer / Krull] (Worths, norms!) I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment I can't hide myself and I'm not free, living
fast Will they be gone tomorrow, just like painted glass? If I had wishes, I would shout to you and scream But now I realize, you're like young dying
what keeps me Who I am, aw man its you again The man up in the mirror, The only lil vato that I fear Sometimes I don't like to see you, don't like to be you. Wishing
