Symmetry

There's symmetry in the way you cut me straight in two
Each side reflects the image of a crowd in an empty room
You're a match that can't be lit
Spark a flame, burn infinite

You broke me like a mirror
Seven years keep adding up
Walk barefoot through the glass
Not a single cut

Direction, I'm walking on fences
It left me defenseless

You broke me like a mirror
Seven years keep adding up
Walk barefoot through the glass
Not a single cut

Balance, I'm losing it and the ground beneath does not exist
You're a match that can't be lit
Spark a flame, burn infinite

Balance, I'm losing it and the ground beneath does not exist
You're a match that can't be lit (balance, I'm losing it)
Spark a flame, burn infinite (and the ground beneath does not exist)