Mirrors

No playing nice

As you were

I can't survive on duvet days and self care

Your frequency

It's warfare

Devastated that we followed it to nowhere

Opened

Three quarters

Maybe the chemicals muddied the waters

Still somebody's daughter

I'm the rose, I'm the rose, I'm the rose

And I don't wanna heal, I'm sick of healing this

I'm an enclosed animal born into service of the capitalist pigs

No I don't wanna feel, sick of feeling this

Oblivion is looking like a really good gig

These mirrors of you, they're mirrors of me

Just want me to do, don't want me to be

Shadow me

Opening doors

I can't survive on therapeutic metaphors

Self critic

Picking flaws

Disassociating on the dance floor

Are these delusions

I created

Maybe this mortal life is overrated

Burnt out

My appointed angels

So it goes so it goes so it goes

And I don't wanna heal sick of healing this

I'm an enclosed animal born into service of the capitalist pigs

No I don't wanna feel sick of feeling this

Oblivion is looking like a really good gig

These mirrors of you, they're mirrors of me

Just want me to do, don't want me to be

These mirrors of you, they're mirrors of me

Just want me to do, don't want me to be

Give me some respect

Don't treat me like a stranger you know the taste of my tears

Give me some respect

I'll settle for the closure yeh it's been a hard year

These mirrors of you, they're mirrors of me

I cannot see through, it's too fucking deep

There's puddles of blood, from the heart on my sleeve

These mirrors of you, they're mirrors of me