I don’t want to look at the person looking back at me Mirrors lie or is it my deluded truth Put my masks on, guess then we’ll agree If you find a way to let go Just let go Breaking the trust Right into dust Half of my heart Half on the ground I went to the light Knowing that this’ll never change I don’t want to look at the person looking back at me Have I been hurt? Is this the end? Woke up to four words that never seemed to go away Sacrifice the Enlightenment to get the Emotion of Discovering yourself We turn to the other side and begin to pray Wishing that hope can heal itself Breaking the trust Right into dust Half of my heart Half on the ground I went to the light Knowing that this’ll never change I don’t want to look at the person looking back at me Have I been hurt? Is this the end?