SSR

All the pieces are re-arranging Inside my mind, all the fucking time Tiny whispers, but why are you shouting? Is this yours or mine? I think it is a crime Inside your pocket, dancing with the devil Look beyond my eyes, you'll see there's no surprise Flagrantly jumping to the nearest exit, You'll find no relief I turn the other cheek And I don't believe it's true When you say you want it too Brave enough to say it, brave enough to try it Cleansing of the mind or cleansing of the soul? Protagonist beliefs but antagonizing feelings Mirrors in the sky, reflect your hollow eyes And I don't believe it's true When you say you want it too And I tore apart an empty heart last night to find deep regrets And I don't believe it's true When you say you want it too And I tore apart an empty heart last night to find deep regrets