• I woke up this morning,
    My mind drifting off to sea.
    I look in the mirror,
    I can`t see my face, Is that actually me?
    I slam my arm against the silvery lies.
    Oh those lies that I despise.
    The shards slip towards me.
    Oh please set me free.
    A blood red feeling against my throat
    Oh my, Can I actually float?
    I`m finding it hard to breathe.
    I`m finding it hard to see.
    So now darling
    I`m taking my leave
    I hope above is nicer to me.