saw my reflection
covered in glass
hoe it reminds me of you
broken like a vision
an unfinished season
terror had struck me
but all i could see is your soft skin
and i wondered
inside the workhouse , you mind your own business
and i had the courage of two
and as i requested a lapse in your presence
i couldn't think of anything important to say
so i wondered
when this day will end
yeah i wondered if we'd speak again
yeah i wonder
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