Mirrors

Will you ever get angry my new friend? I stopped to care what people think As long as you'll be the joy giver, fun maker I can still be the black painter, overreactor Will we ever get bored of holding hands? Just like a mirror, or reflections We're stuck too close together But still too far away I just wanna make, I just wanna make, I just wanna make a clean cut I just wanna make, I just wanna make, I just wanna make it clear I just wanna make, I just wanna make, I just wanna make a clean cut A clean cut And from the hollow to the sky Never ever enough space for you and I You're leaving hints to make me follow I'm losing myself each time I do I just wanna make, I just wanna make, I just wanna make a clean cut I just wanna make, I just wanna make, I just wanna make it clear I just wanna make, I just wanna make, I just wanna make a clean cut A clean cut