mirrors - Envy On The Coast

Put down this night.

You wouldnt believe how much it Snows

in the summer heat.

With red iron feet,

youll be nursing a bloody nose.

Princess, rest.

Well talk in our sleep,

but I wouldnt dare to sit too close.

I cant be your prince.

Though your secrets are safe,

I am the mirror who cant let go.

With hair as Black as night,

her skin, a dead, pearly White,

and blood red, on the bathroom wall

With every breath

and every intake,

tip toe further away.

You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake.

Im no savior.

Im no saint.

Thats not what you needed anyway.

All the cold that you caught,

the bones that youve bought,

the blood that youve lost

you built your body in the coffin where you sleep.

Let this apartment breathe,

cause its what it needs.

Im suffocating the clock to keep you.

I think like a saint,

but swing like a thief,

and inadvertently leading you

to believe Im your prince,

adorn your bedroom with hints.

Take the Red from your eyes

and ink it into your skin.

Now watch what you say,

cause theres nothing Gray,

about the color of your sin.

A fix.

Just a little bit.

Give the girl enough to sleep through this.

So, stop staring at the mirror

before it tells you the truth.

Operate or itll kill you too.

With every breath

and every intake,

tip toe further away.

You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake.

Im no savior.

Im no saint.

Thats not what you needed anyway.

All the cold that you caught,

the bones that youve bought,

the blood that youve lost

you built your body in the coffin where you sleep.

With every breath

and every intake,

tip toe further away.

You breathing and bloodshot, tired mistake.

Im no savior.

Im no saint.

You need to see the pieces youve thrown away.

All the cold that you caught,

the bones that youve bought,

the blood that youve lost

keep your body get the hell away

From,

Me