MIRROR, MIRROR
Kyle Austin
I often wonder if I ponder of death too much
Like, is it normal to be counting the days I got left?
I had to see it to believe but, oh, I guess
Didn't think I'd die but I'm sure I did
Hmm
Just for the record I don't know what I make of it all
You think they lied when we went to the moon, or what?
Maybe it's all a dream, is this what they're calling hell?
Or just me experiencing myself?
Hmm
Ooh woah
Hmm
Ooh ooh
Hmm
Ahhh, hmm
So I made it to the edge of the world
And with caprice, the man swung open the door
Told me "Son, what are you knocking for?
It's not me you're working for no more
Mirror, mirror, on the wall said so"
