اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Vulnerable, again
Vulnerable, again
The devil made me deaf
Now every angel's wing is clipped and bent
I think the petals on my heart
Are folding in
I could never find a cure
Open the doors and let me in
I'm ready to hurt and heal again
I'll never find myself in the end
If I don't learn to love my own reflection
Cynical, again
Cynical, again
Still waiting to ascend
But every ladder up is missing steps
I think the petals on my heart are folding in
I could never find a cure or medicine
They broke me open like a godless mannequin
Still feeling numb
Open the doors and let me in
I'm ready to hurt and heal again
I'll never find myself in the end
If I don't learn to love my own
Open the doors and let me in
I'm ready to face the mirror again
I'll never find myself in the end
If I don't learn to love my own reflection
I let the glass crack. Warping my perception
Put back the fractures and build a better shell
Shell
Coming to grips with
(At what cost?)
Everything changing
(To evolve?)
I trans-mutated
(I know I)
Can't go back now
Open the doors and let me in
I'm ready to hurt and heal again
I'll never find myself in the end
If I don't learn to love my own reflection
(If I don't learn to love my own reflection)
