Lord, damn the man who made the mirror
We were only made to see our flesh in flickers
Every morning, every night
Clinging to our great divine
Lord, damn the man who made the mirror
I was born with hands to feel
Born with eyes to see
But only on my knees in rivers
Never in the deepest winters
Lord, damn the man who made the mirror
I was not made to meet my eyes of fear
I was born with ears to hear
Born with eyes to see
But only bent on wetland slivers
Kneeling down as if it's scripture
Lord, damn the man who made the mirror
I was not meant to meet my eyes of fear
Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah)
Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah)
Ah-oh, ah, oh, oh
Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah)
Ah-ah, oh-ah (ah-ah)
Ah-oh, oh, oh
Lord, damn the man who made the mirror