Mirrorman |
There's a man with a mirror
looking through a window
tell me, what does he see, what does he get?
Never looking in the mirror
too scared of what to get
Always casting spells at her
does he even know what to get?
He talks of love but what does he mean?
A stranger to himself
She makes him stay for longer
knowing memories aren't real
Oh how she wishes, how she begs
She doesn't know of the mirror
Doesn't know what to get
Don't come too close, I ask you
don't make me wish, I beg you
maybe I'll miss, I'll love
I'll die
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