Kazi5isAlive ·
Mirrors.
I know just how this story ends.
It don’t look good for you, my friend.
When those lights dim low,
And your reality shows,
Will you remember the door?
Hey… open wide.
Standing open wide.
Those reflections shine,
Couldn’t become clearer,
When the truth comes near.
You just look away,
From mirrors you don’t want to face,
Like you’re scared of what you’ll see.
Reflections in the mirror,
Couldn’t become any clearer,
When the truth comes near.
Don’t just look away,
From what you don’t want to face,
Like you’re scared of what you’ll see.