Finally got sick of it all I woke up to a warning call Watch them fall Lately I've been walking through that door In search of my home Only to find it filled with mirrors Old things are all just shallow reflections concealed in fear I need something real I rush through the mirrors They shatter in my arms Palms bleeding Them shining things vanished They're gone It used to be stained it felt so right The feeling of my comfort is undone Because everything is so bright Why is my heart light though I'm the broken one I rush through the mirrors They shatter in my arms Palms bleeding Them shining things vanished They're gone I rush through the mirrors They shatter in my arms Palms bleeding Them shining things vanished They're gone