There's a man in the mirror and does he look pissed
Slept through a dream that he couldn't miss
Sat right handed with a smirk on his face
As if it's a joy to be stuck in this place
Vulger eyes, vulger feet
This tomb was made for you and me
We are dead or no different
Dance to the rhythm as it's falling apart
For this hangover ends when you depart
Sit passed out with blood in your mouth
As if you know there's no way out
He's still alive but can you tell?
He says he smokes but doesn't inhale
We are dead or no different, but how dare we?
There's a man in the mirror and does he look pissed
Slept through a dream that he couldn't miss
Sat right handed, a gun for his face
As if he knows there's time to waste
Because there's time to waste, yes, there's time to waste when you're born and raised with a baby face
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