On Off
BRUN
I look in the mirror and
I'm weaker than my reflection
This image is all I seek
As I restlessly wonder up a peak*
So I turned it off
And on again
Just like the shifting lights
Of day and night in my door way
And the memory's of every thing
That's ever said en done
It makes it easier to leave it on
My another me makes me worry
A shortens always destructiveness
As I lie in my diary
To justify the choices I make
So I turned it off
And on again
Just like the shifting lights
Of day and night in my door way
An the memory's of everything
That's ever said en done
It makes is easier to leave it on
It makes it easier to leave it on
It makes it easier to leave it on
It makes it easier to leave it on