Should have done it sooner but I didn't because I don't even know myself Everything I'm based on is just something I was And I can't even sell myself Oh, mirror, mirror hanging on the wall Show me how to love myself Should have done it sooner but I didn't because I don't even trust myself
This is my Sos These are the bridges I'm burning I never needed such help This is my Sos
I look much smaller seen from inside out Far too small to see myself Down on reflection, cast in hate and in doubt Flawed and flaws I add myself Oh, mirror, mirror hanging on the wall Please just show me someone else My hopes were low and I got so much so less Nothing left to save myself
This is my Sos, these are the bridges I'm burning I never needed such help, this is my Sos I gave my level best, these hands are drowning, not waving This is my Sos, this is your heart and I'm breaking
Each day a broken clock is true at least twice Twice the odds I give myself I know it would be kinda easier sometimes If I felt like someone else
This is my Sos, these are the bridges I'm burning I never needed such help, this is my Sos I gave my level best, these hands are drowning, not waving This is my Sos, this is your heart and I'm breaking
Compositores: Ian Richard Pickering, Liam Coverdale Howe (Coverdale Howe Liam), Chris Corner ECAD: Obra #32411569