White lines on a dirty mirror
My reflection haunting me
Dead eyes and desperation
And my hyprocrisy

You think youre so immune
Go dry your mothers tears
I disconnect from you
Your lying and your flying

I know you love me but keep away
Im feeling more like myself today
I dont need this drug
I dont need this fix
You better believe I can handle it

Blindman blindman

Dark room strange company
Youre making the devil twitch
You look like a corpse tonight
So you think death is hip

I disconnect from you
Your lying and your dying

Youre my kind of circle
Youre my kind of freak
Youre my kind of loser
Lets be incomplete

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