take the mirror

I’m tied to the seat
Stuck with your feet
Coiled tight, dead around my neck
Fat face is right
Sleep through the night
We’ll breathe when we’re rotten dead
Wipe that look from your face
I’ll drop you back from where you came
Wipe that look from your face
I’ll drop you back from where you came
I want away from you
I want away from you
Today the plan
Is caught in your hand
I can’t tell you where to turn
The trees are gone
Tucked up the dawn
We won’t wait until you learn
Once you see it right I’ll take the mirror
Once you see it right then I’ll take