Shattered Mirror Songtext

von Final Conflict

Anemic mornings enchain me to the bed
They dry my lips and I nibble on them, habitually

I can't eat yet, but in special moments
I can ravage the whole fridge

My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety

My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety

Dear God, pull me out of this hell I imprecate when the night stats
Window separates me from the beast

You're not there, but I feel your presence
You were my parasite, I am bursting.

My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety

My mother lied to me
That youth is a gladness
I am only a poor construction of human anxiety

Dear God, pull me out of this hell I have been trying to get up for a few days
To approach the mirror
When I reach for my reflection
A whisper emanates from behind the glass
"you are nothing, you are nothing" later I shatter my mirror
I burst again
I hide under the quilt
Bed is my house