Enclosed in a prison of mirrors a bleak image I tried to see But as the walls kept getting closer it was only myself I found staring back at me
So shattered were my reflections piercing their brittle pieces into me Leaving me bleeding without a tourniquet with every single wound so deep
Fragments of the cold and lifeless glass cut me with every footstep I took in the dark As I left behind a scarlet trace which went unnoticed like the pain I embrace
So shattered were my reflections piercing their brittle pieces into me Leaving me bleeding without a tourniquet with every single wound so deep
So shattered were my reflections.. So shattered were my reflections..