Mirrors and smoke
I guess you can say woke up in fog
Or you can say I didn’t go to sleep at all
I dreamed of mirrors that reflected joy
But the smoke took away the feeling then appeared a boy
Or is it just Mirror and smoke
On the dresser of the empty room stood a picture frame without a photo
Just mirrors and smoke
I stood there in my cold bed no pillows or sheets
Just chills and the room that leaks
Leaks no love, no pain just silence the worse remedy
Then the thoughts came
The darkness hit the fog; the mirror takes your identity
The nights seems like eternity
No outlet of lightness
Righteousness becomes nothing
Then you r heart good that feeling
No beat just leaps of breathes
No loves for steps
Then work lungs work
Your mind see things like your on dope
Your palms are sweaty
Your hands slip from the rope
Whoooo just mirrors and smoke