It’s not what I see in the mirror
It’s whats missing
It’s not what I think I hear
Im not even listening
Burn a cigarette just to feel something
Lock the windows, bolt the doors
11 stories high and I feel like jumping
Singing happy birthday, almost 30
Flush the meds, watch em disolve
11 stories high and the airs so dirty
It’s not what I see in the mirror
It’s whats missing
It’s not what I think I hear
I’m not even listening
