Paroles de The Cracked Mirror

Tempers in the cauldron Have just about to reach boiling point. Anger steps up to the throne For you to anoint. And in the morning Through one black eye You refuse to see The cracked mirror Pouring gasoline on fire. Is like you and alcohol. Only fools could find an answer In the bottle that you hold And in the morning Through one black eye You'll refuse to see The cracked mirror Act one scene three And i still see no change in your attitude. Your friend has left you 'cause she didn't like to be abused, oh, no! And in the morning Alone at last Face to face you see The cracked mirror