all see. You are fighting with yourself. You remind me of someone else. Then it hit me. I did not see. I am talking to myself. I am lying to myself. To my own reflection
Oversettelse: Face morgen. Refleksjon.
can all see. You are fighting with yourself. You remind me of someone else. Then it hit me. I did not see. I am talking to myself. I am lying to myself. To my own reflection
nest Leaving me in doubt Where are you when I need you, like right now? Our love is at an end But you say now you have changed But tomorrow will reflect
's nest, leaving me in doubt Where are you when I need you, like right now? Our love is at an end But you say now you have changed But tomorrow will reflect
like, "I'm clueless, why?" The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow And so tomorrow
to a squabble, someone will die tomorrow Life is not a thing you can borrow All beefs don't have to lead to sorrow Will ya, go out tomorrow I think,
way This here is your fatal day You have lied, they have cried Now your life has been denied Look into the big mirror Your reflection is so clear Devil
, eye-cocked, twin buggy eyes Blue as the watch face the watch stay faced, nigga Everyday it's just the same though and we just trying to see tomorrow
At least within dreams If I can swim freely even if there isn't anywhere like that, Even if everything until now is forgotten, Even if I can face tomorrow
explain things, don't wanna fill in the gaps I want to look at my friends and in that minute be at Memories are times we borrow for spending tomorrow Memories are times we borrow for spending tomorrow
, The future, your horizon, It's like searchin' for the Holy Grail. You feel there's no tomorrow As you look into the water below. It's only your reflection
for the Virgin Sea 'Cause I've got to be free Free to face the life that's ahead of me On board, I'm the captain So climb aboard We'll search for tomorrow
Chance Sitting on a shore Letting the chance come over l see all thoughts Veiled dark And the eyes behind the veil Reflection of my face Like the surface
child Again Why does the soul hallucinate? I've got control, I shift my shape If flesh and bone do not contain The mirrors don't reflect my face Psycho
versus me is like a mouse versus a ox Wyclef, preacher's son, I sing a hymn the lights get dim Reflection of the end is your face facing a coffin Oops
Singing is this the face of God I see shining right in front of me Shining like the morning sun or a mild reflection Oh it's a mild reflection of
