Broken mirror, seven years of bad luckI'm too supersticious to relax and let it slide A broken promise, seven sins on my back I'm so blinded by illusions that I can't keep track of what is real and what is fiction - what is fiction anyhow? I read too much into reflections when reflections only lie Look to happy to feel sorry for the times I didn't try I didn't try I didn't try hard enough to fly Broke the surface seven seconds too late I'm too narrow-minded to let a winner get away with that Broke the rules and I escaped into a bubble and I will stay here 'til it breaks and then I'll run as fast as I can from what is real and what is fiction - what is fiction anyhow? I read too much into reflections when reflections only lie Look too happy to feel sorry for the times I didn't try I didn't try I didn't try hard enough to fly Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
