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Ghost In The Mirror
Looking at you is like looking through a window
Like window shopping, all i want but can never have
Can't you see me to?
Or are you looking through a mirror
I feel like a ghost to you
I can barely breathe you
Feel you
Touch you
But like smoke you slip right through my fingers
I claw and tear at the air around me
Trying to breathe when I feel like drowning
Colors blur and lines dissipate
All mixed in this reality of black and white
But where's the grey?
I can't describe what you are
Who you are
All you are to me
Just remember that I'm not a face in the glass
A lie in the window
I'm the girl who became your ghost in the mirror
Like window shopping, all i want but can never have
Can't you see me to?
Or are you looking through a mirror
I feel like a ghost to you
I can barely breathe you
Feel you
Touch you
But like smoke you slip right through my fingers
I claw and tear at the air around me
Trying to breathe when I feel like drowning
Colors blur and lines dissipate
All mixed in this reality of black and white
But where's the grey?
I can't describe what you are
Who you are
All you are to me
Just remember that I'm not a face in the glass
A lie in the window
I'm the girl who became your ghost in the mirror
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