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Borrowed Mind

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[Verse 1] Black hood up, but my soul stays naked, walking through a room that feels forsaken, footsteps echo where nobody’s standing, something in the silence understands me. Thoughts hit hard like a loaded chamber, every memory cuts like a razor, in the glass I see a stranger breathing, wearing my face while my past keeps bleeding. No clean exit, no soft redemption, only static in the wrong direction, I keep sinking, I keep pretending, like this nightmare has a better ending. [Pre-Chorus] I close my eyes but the room gets clearer, someone breathes from inside the mirror, says my name like a broken warning, and I fade before the morning. [Chorus] Two black moons where my eyes should shine, I lost my name somewhere inside my mind, mirror talks and it sounds like me, but it knows things I don’t wanna see. I laugh wrong when the fear kicks in, skin feels tight on the thing within, I’m not gone, I’m just hard to find, buried alive in a borrowed mind. [Verse 2] Tell me why I should hold the light, when my own hands keep putting it out, walls keep closing, clocks keep bending, every exit keeps turning me around. They say I changed, but I can’t remember, when I broke into all these splinters, some days I fall, some days I rise, with two black moons where I had eyes. Lights start spinning, my vision fractures, brain full of ghosts and broken patterns, I smile wrong at the worst damn moment, like I made peace with what I’m becoming. [Bridge] Don’t talk to me about salvation, I lost that voice in isolation, made a home inside insomnia, locked my faith in paranoia. Don’t look shocked by what you’re seeing, I’m not a monster, I’m still bleeding, and if you hear the storm inside me, that’s just my soul trying to find me. [Final Chorus] Two black moons where my eyes should shine, I lost my name somewhere inside my mind, mirror talks and it sounds like me, but it knows things I don’t wanna see. I laugh wrong when the fear kicks in, skin feels tight on the thing within, I’m not gone, I’m just hard to find, buried alive in a borrowed mind. [Outro] [short animalistic guttural vocal hit] voices crawling through the walls, [short animalistic guttural vocal hit] the mirror opens as I fall, [short animalistic guttural vocal hit] I don’t die, I shed my skin, [short animalistic guttural vocal hit] born again where nights begin.