Broken Mirror

Hook

Life is a reflection, you get what you see
Never so deceptive but we hate to believe
We are, psychopathic minds of a patient released
Into the depths of the night, with a knife that we need
Backstabbing our man cos our natures a beast
We say we have friends, how many friends do we keep?
Think about it. When's the last time you read about it?
A problem occurs and you go and steer right around it
Suicide is real but humans, we hate it
Every man loves to live and that can not be fake. Shit
This pictures crooked, and this fucking mirror's shattered
Can't you people, see all these different patterns?
What's it fucking matter, I'm mad as the hatter
Had a twin before his marriage, that's a psychopathic bastard
Then took a tab of acid, and wrote a ballad after
Screaming death threats, at the ceiling and the mattress
But this verse it's, just a load of craps it's
Insane how many people, take it as a fact wit
Telling my lyrics are good, huh I know bitch
My flow is good cos I got a golden ore I row with
This mic I wield is the same size as my ego
To steal tho? You'd need a lot more then a repo (Jeez bro, I can't believe what he wrote)
Please don't, I wrote this line, in the fucking studio

Chorus

(Verse 2)
They say I sound like this
You say I sound like him
I write what I go through there is no playing pretend
Could care less who you think I am, all of you, I can see through
Kids wanna rap man, I do this cos I need to
This life is a movie, you ain't getting a sequel
This world is beautiful, I'm just sick of the people
Our flag says united but no-body is equal
If people didn't kill each other things would be simple
Looking up to god like give me the strength
Surrounded by evil, but it ain't breaking my faith
Talking to too many people, tryna find the feeling you gave
You can find someone new but nothing is ever the same
Looking at the mirror like "Your not to blame"
Lying to myself as if I'm not in the rain
Even when your feeling low, your feeling the pain
And every night's just the same
The things I used to love I would feel many things
You ask me nowadays I don't feel anything
Given up on love or whatever it means
To keep someone around who eventually leaves
Like, is this gonna last with the feelings I've trashed
I'm tired of opinions
Sh*t

(Chrous)

End