When I look at the mirror and spit at the man I see, with anchors for his eyes.
I build my castles up in the sky, so when it rains, they melt away with shame.
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When I look at the mirror and spit at the man I see, with anchors for his eyes.
I build my castles up in the sky, so when it rains, they melt away with shame.
