hole in my chest where the feeling should be mirror shows a man made of compro~mises stitched together from what i couldn't say no to a collection of surrenders wearing my na~me living off a script that i didn't even write shadow boxing ghosts drowning in the shallow e~nd every word rehearsed every move performed silence makes the chest feel louder begging for a spa~rk you became my mirror my validation machine i fell for the hero you see the king in your e~yes this was never love just ego resurrection i'm in love with the reflectio~n i'm not in love with you i'm in love with what you show me the mirror high the proof i exist you're the fix the warmth the only way i feel real needle in the ve~in i'm not in love with you i'm in love with what you show me the mirror high the proof i exist you're the fix the warmth the only way i feel real needle in the ve~in silence on the line the signal glitches out my stomach twists in knots cold sweat brea~king static rises room tone spikes connection failing cold water sho~ck ((are you leaving?)) ((are you leaving?)) then the warmth returns flooding through my ve~ins the current takes over i let it pull me u~nder autonomy is terror choosing is too lo~ud i take the script again because the silence cuts too dee~p i'm not in love with you i'm in love with what you show me ((the mirror high)) ((the proof i exist)) you're the fix the warmth the only way i feel real needle in the ve~in ((needle in the vein)) ((needle in the vein)) then you stop the noise and everything ignites set the whole damn house on fire call it desire numbness fades and suddenly i'm ali~ve ((are you leaving?)) ((are you leaving?))
