I hang glass from the wall, it makes my life seem big

Mirrors hang from my wall, to make my world seem big



You forced me to do things i wasn't aware of

And this is our secret and everyone does this

My future is written in closed circuit evidence

Me and my self-denial will keep you from justice and free



I wriggle and squirm as you try to convince me

And everyone stares, they know what i've been up to

The pressure engulfing me, memories orbiting me

Fits epiletic in waves leaping over me



No contact of flesh and no tongues and no touching

No fear of disease and i can't take my clothes off

I want to get fucked like a whore in a porno, it's me

Don't tell anybody, it's our dirty secret, it's me



I will protect you and shield you, prevent you from danger

You've intruded and taken away all my sweetness

But somehow these mirrors they make my existence seem bigger

Somehow these mirrors they make my existence seem bigger


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