Broken Mirror - Weekend Nachos
Going somewhere headed nowhere
Walking blindly to my grave
Wasted breath and cancelled time
I used to think the world was mine
Looked at myself smashed the mirror again
Great opportunities I just f**ked
Seven more years of bad luck
F**k this
Every time I see my face
Why can't this be erased
Smashed this mirror with my fist
Bloodied knuckles and a broken wrist
F**k this
You think it gets better
I know it doesn't
Give me back what I once had
Take me back
