Ghost in the Mirror

I once had a dream of a mirror
Behind me was the ghost of a former lover
So desolate and subtle she whispered to me
"I swear on these wrists my love I do not love thee"

Thos ghost of my past then stabbed me in the back
I went unconcious and it all faded to black
The last thing i saw was this fucking wreck
The glitches in me I always seem to Ditect

These bad memories get stuck in your brain
No pill or drink could ever sustain
Cause love is something Ill never retain
and happiness is something that Illl never gain

Its live Deja Vu
It always runs threw your head
And all you can do
Is wish that you were dead
Its live Deja Vu
It always runs threw your head
And all you can do
Is wish that you were dead
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