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I admit
sometimes I'm all too dramatic,
yet at times
there's this feeling
that I'm falling
into the abyss
only in my dreams
I can't help but
I'm pretty tired of it
now I'm feeling

sick of wishing I would understand,
why you would leave
now all I know is
you're my phantom pain

to the mirror and back again
next time maybe I won't see myself
to the mirror - black again
next time maybe I won't see myself
i can't seem to
find the pieces again

now, they suggest
i should try medicating
get some help
cause there's a part of me
that's missing
now that you are gone
struggling to move on
they can't tell but
I'm pretty sad about it

sick of wishing I would understand,
why you would leave
now all I know is
you're my phantom pain

to the mirror and back again
next time maybe I won't see myself
to the mirror - black again
next time maybe I won't see myself
I can't seem to
find the pieces again

imaginary pain since you left me
wonder what comes next
now I'm scared that
(oh) my heart is beating out of my chest
I wonder will this end?

to the mirror and back again
next time maybe I won't see myself
to the mirror - black again
next time maybe I won't see myself
I can't seem to
find the pieces again

this is your final call
attend the funeral
and try to blend into the crowd
say "not today, not today"
you should apologise
yeah, i was pretty nice
but you're too late
I'm right here buried
it's a shame.

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