Thin Mirrors

Think I need a safe space when I'm around

Little mirrors that shave my ego down

Think it's getting harder to make a sound

Think I need a place where I can't be found

And if you see my shadow it's not a friend to me

And if you want my sickness it's my apology

And my temper's far too weak to come clean

My temper's far too weak to come clean

This is not how it's supposed to be

I think it's lost in memory

This is not how supposed to go

You call me crazy but it's honesty that seeps into my blood

It's not insane to want to praise someone to praise my only love

I get back home and I crawl out of my skin wasted coming down

But I know it hurts

I know it hurts

And if you see my shadow it's not a friend to me

And if you want my sickness it's my apology

And my temper's far too weak to come clean

My temper's far too weak to come clean