Trees of December - Through The Mirror

Clear the smoke
Rewrite make it clean
Life can be a joke
If you want it to be
I thought it was comforting
To have it staring back at me
Through the mirror
Gave my heart out to this friend
Same luck, never again
Familiar face but not my own

Who's that merchant on that side
Selling my soul?
In an unrelated vote
I called to cast you out
Make you gone
Forget about you
For shame but my other lied
I cut the chains this time

Burn slow and love the smoke
My portrait of pure black
Cut away from this scene
Make the world stop for me
And of course
Won't you throw it away?
My aren't you insightful?
Placed your own mark
Across me for so long
Fill up my body
Cloud my own mind
I simply don't belong

Splitting brain right down the center
Hoping to find the right piece
For this situation
If I never snap out of it
Should I stay waiting in my fortress?
For my sake
Create new buttons for you
Alone no more
Long wait I stayed for you
And I'm ready to set it off with you

Written by:
Christopher Hernandez

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