Mirror from Treading Water by Pyrophoria

The professional has a tall tale to tell
All I knew was to open up to yell
The mirror on my dresser broke when it fell
What do I need it for when all is well
I've spent enough time in a cell
If you haven't been, you should go to hell

I let the monster get into my bed
I spoke aloud with the voice is my head
Ghosts are memories that are dead
The girl I became is hooded in red

God came to me in a vision last night
Where are you taking me; you have no right
I'm not going down without a fight
I said this next part you're not gonna like
Explosion girl was quite a sight
I'm not who you say I am, I say with spite

I let the monster get into my bed
I spoke aloud with the voice is my head
Ghosts are memories that are dead
The girl I became is hooded in red

• Experimental
• alternative
• avantgarde
• experimental rock
• female indie
• genreless
• Atlanta