Death of a Linnet

Like a vampire, I had your blood in bed last night
It felt like breaking the rules with a little lie
I wanted to be again mistaken, but then you looked at me
You looked at me with your dead eyes cut in half
I hate those eyes, I hate those eyes, they make me want to cry

Call me crazy all the times you want
Forge my future social anxious mind
But I'm thinking that my fingers crossed
Will make my pictures go from day to night
And then I try to look at me, and I don't recognize my feet
Cause I was trying to be you
I was hiding in mirrors all my problems of mine

Come walk through the mirror, for once again in your life
Come walk through the mirror and hold my hand
Come walk through the mirror and hold my hand