Letras:
Tad Morose Reflections

In the mirror I see myself A desperate man who's falling apart My own reflections cannot give me no answers I stare at the stars Out through my window

In the mirror I see myself A desperate man who's falling apart My own reflections cannot give me no answers I stare at the stars Out through my window

Hear them preach of eternal life If you've lived by all their rules They try so hard to give you shelter From the cold, cold world outside They try so

See the morning sun Open up the sky And shine it's light around The light Is casting shadows and everything seems so real In the early morning So many

Hear the warning Echoes from above See the dawning Rise upon the sky Time leading the blind Truth untangling your mind Hear them calling From the other

Oh Merchant, yes merchant The trader of souls The bringer of darkness damnation and cold In secret betrayal with cunning and lies He steals you, deceives

I see myself standing beside my bed Bad thoughts are going through my head Over and over I think of the past One good memory came to me at last Every