Mirrors - Cire

Feel the cold upon my neck

Feels like I’m the lucky one

To turn away from all my troubles

Wait for emptiness to come.

A face that cries now dries it’s eyes

'cuz pain is now part of itself

Can’t stand aside and look within

What do you fear when you’re in hell

I make a scratch unto yhe wall

But it remains unchanged beside me.

So tell me what difference does it make

If it’s the last thing I see…

Mirrors scorn me with hate

'cuz life is too hard to take

And I don’t need someone to talk to

Because I have no more to say…