I think her gun s unloaded now.
I guess tomorrow will be after all?
Who made me judge and jury here?
It seems I m bearing witness to her fall.

I don t know why she cries to me.
(She keeps pain as company)
Cause it s only time before we all must bleed.

Mirrors of her memory
Reflect nothing with each word she says.
Her views have got me spinning round.
I think she s burning altars in her head.

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