My mind folding in the mirror
There's no way I'm seeing any clearer
Can you taste, taste it on your tongue now
It's all that I can do to get around
My time is getting shorter
I see I'm changing in a photograph
My mind folding in the mirror
My mind, my time
Last gate shifiting in my memory
Old kings taking up the territory
It's not nothing but it's not a lot
I'm not nothing but I'm not a lot
My time is getting shorter
I see I'm changing in a photograph
My mind folding in the mirror
My mind, my time
You're the quiet in the violence
You're the stranger at the door
I don't wanna let you down
But I don't wanna do this any more
You're the quiet in the violence
You're the stranger at the door
I don't wanna let you down
But I don't wanna do this any more
You're the quiet in the violence
You're the stranger at the door
I don't wanna let you down
But I don't wanna do this any more
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
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