Pete Philly
Pete Philly - Mirror lyrics
Sweet, sweet mirror I'm drawn into promised shades Gain some clarity and so full plan of shades Break the mirror sharp egdes shock the referee Thruth be told any soldier stands alarmed An infant just fighting to get home Seeking the warmth but the tomb awaits us all Just a fly on a watertap at the street A far cry from fighting in the street While we try to set the spirits free We flee from the truth cause it's Easiest thing to(do).. Sweet, sweet mirror I'm drawn into promised shades Gain some clarity and so full plan of shades Break it, to edges and edges of yeah I can see that clear my true Even if thats a sque And I know you see it too Thruth be told any soldier stands alarmed An infant just fighting to get home Seeking the warmth but the tomb awaits us all Just a fly on a watertap at the street A far cry from fighting in the street While we try to set the spirits free We flee from the truth cause it's Easiest thing to(do)..
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Author: ?
Composer: ?
Publisher: Not On Label (Pete Philly Self-released)
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Released in: 2011
Language: English
1 Comments found
Thursday 13th of February 2020 02:53
Hi, I noticed the lyrics were off by just a little, so I added a few adjustments!
Sweet, sweet mirror
I'm drawn to the blemishes
Gained some clarity, the soul replenishes
Break the mirror, sharp edges shank the referee.
Thruth be told any soldier stands alone,
An infant just fighting to get home.
Seeking the womb, but the tomb awaits us all.
Just a fly on a wall, a tapestry
A far cry from fighting in the street
While we try to set the spirit free,
We flee from the truth cause it's
Easiest thing to(do).
Sweet, sweet mirror
I'm drawn to the blemishes
Gained some clarity, the soul replenishes
Break it, to edges and edges, yeah
I can see that clear my true
Even if thats askew
And I know you see it too
Thruth be told any soldier stands alone,
An infant just fighting to get home
Seeking the womb, but the tomb awaits us all
Just a fly on a wall, a tapestry
A far cry from fighting in the street
While we try to set the spirit free,
We flee from the truth cause it's
Easiest thing to(do).