THEY POINT AS THEY SMILE

GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR

ASKING TO HOLD ME FOR AWHILE

THE HARDER THEY SQUEEZE

(THEY WILL DO AS THEY PLEASE)

I CAN HEAR ALL THE WISPERS

SAYING SHELL DO FINE AGAINST THE

TORTURE AND DISASTERS

HER BODY CAN HANDLE THE BLISTERS

I CAN FEEL THEIR SMILING FACES

GLARING THEIR BLOOD TEARING EYES THROUGH THE WALLS

OLD FACES PEERING BEYOND THE OTHERS

JUST TO MOCK AT MY FALL

LAUGHING LOUDER TO MAKE MY EARS BLEED

IM NOTHING

YOU FEEL THE SOARS POUNDING UNDER THE SLEEVES

LOSING THE STRENGTH TO SWALLOW THE PAIN AND

SUCCEED

IVE COME TO BELIEVE YOUVE TAKEN MY TORTURE AS A COMICAL

JOKE

ALWAYS BEEN THE FIRST TO TAKE A FINGER AND POKE

TIME IS SHORT FOR YOU AND SHORTER FOR ME

IM SOMETHING

AS LONG AS YOU HATE ME IM ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND

DIGGING AT EVERY CORNER WITH PRIDE

IM JUST YOUR MIRRIOR IMAGE