Mirrors, Faces, and Roses

Once upon a time...yet it was a crazy scene

To think you were my sick kind of dream

Lots of faces in the mirror, so which ones have you known

Pick which one fits best, so you call it your own

(Chorus) These eyes that stare back at me




Which ones do you wanna see?




The ones that mattered more to me



Or the ones you never took the time to see

Somewhere down this barren empty road

Every crease I bent in the page just began to unfold

I became a broken kind, with the lessons this life teaches

The shattered glass cuts of me, will you pick up those pieces

(Bridge) A passion of acquired taste, I urged to keep alive

A part of you was just killing me, but I hoped it could survive

(Chorus) These eyes that stare back at me




Which ones do you wanna see?




The ones that mattered more to me



Or the ones you never took the time to see (x2)

You gave me every vicious thorn, and I gave you the rose

The garden may be dying love, yet all your flowers grow





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