see my face again I hear myself preaching,
You are getting bold, Growing old Skin turns cold.
You're to blame but I will fing the way to be myself again.
I break the mirror with the noise.
Stop preaching me,
Leave me be.
There's no way to stuop me now, My end is in sight.
I reach for the light, Tonight.
It's twilight time,
Reaching for the morning light