Catacombs from SINK — Album by Simona Castricum

In the hall of mirrors
Is a place i find my fate
In the time it took to see the harm
I caused it was too late
It always took me too long
To accept when you had gone
And a million times the longer
To admit I where I was wrong

With tongue in cheek, we take the bumps,
Cut the deck and draw the cards
Where the ace of cups falls in reverse
Confirms what I have lost
Free falling into the abyss
In the catacombs I’ve built
Deep in the hall of mirrors
I don’t recognise myself

I don’t recognise myself
I don’t recognise myself
I don’t recognise myself, no
I don’t recognise myself

• Electronic
• underground pop
• Melbourne