Mirrors

Feet on the side mirror With a sunset in the rearview I'm coming back Back to the state; to a constant state of crisis Because what do you do once you're safe And you find that everything you wanted Is everything you hate? Time hasn't been kind It's been building up under our eyes But we've got time still We'll figure it out We've taken it this far so why stop now? Show me some teeth I want to feel it I need something worth keeping a secret I need something