Mirror On the Wall
Mirror mirror on the wall
Would you still care if I break or fall ,
Would you still be there to console me through it all ?
After the drugs fade , memories take place and now it's hard too stand tall . I ran out of alchohol now I can hear your judgment pass through the empty hall ,
the pains getting deeper should I overdose on tylenol?
See I'd hang myself but I've already been hung up on the wall .
You stare at me you feel my pain but you never call , the stress is weighing on my brain , I'm done playing games , my soul full of pain but I'm just too weak to end it all !
Now mirror on the wall I see the cracks are they outside or within, are they both, which side am I living in? All u do is mock me you ain't my friend , forget you and your friendship this is the end . I got a bullet with your name on it , I may be too weak to end it all
but I can start by freeing the man who was hung up on the wall.
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