How do I kill it? How do I burn it so it doesn't come back? I lost the thrill of it
There's only so much you can do with sad If I rock it to sleep with a sweet melody, If I dress it in lace, would it say it's sorry> But if I hold it too long, It'll take what it wants, And I'm back here again, alone with my thoughts Mirror, mirror on the wall, How do I stand up to them all? One more apple, I'll be dead The poison has gone straight to my head How do I hurt it? How do I drown it so it can't breathe in? They say to learn about it, But there's logic in the things it says If I lay it to rest in the box that I made If I dressed it lace, would the pain go away? But if I give it too much, it'll take what it wants And I'm back here again, the place I begun Mirror, mirror on the wall How do I stand up to them all? One more apple I'll be dead The poison has gone straight to my head How did you kill it? How did you burn it so it couldn't come back? You lost the thrill of it. And you're no longer sad. Mirror mirror on the wall How do I stand up to them all? One more apple, I'll be dead The poison has gone straight to my head Mirror, mirror on the wall How do I stand up to them all? One more apple I'll be dead The poison has gone straight to my headTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
