The mirror is drunk, it blurs
it shows twins
Purity masks the sins.
The lips dont listen, they blabber
something innocous,
Speaking heart is dangerous.
The Road is treacherous, it betrays
smiles hide the sigh
Walk your muddy head held high.
Break the mirror a thousand pieces
Thread these lips forever,
Burn the treacherous road to ashes,
Set me free I want to fly,
Tell me a beautiful lie.
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