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