Mirrors Songtext
von Matthew and the Atlas

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, its's 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, it's 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