The enemy in the mirror
Eyes of fire staring back at me
I am the judge the jury and the executioner
Of everything I`ve tried to be
And now I think I`m dying
I could pray for rain
But I don`t believe in anything
I have cried so long that I can`t feel
I am dry, I am dry, I am
I`m in and out of consciousness
And you want so badly to get through
But if I can`t even love myself
Than how am I supposed to love you
And I think you know that
I could pray for rain
But I don`t believe in anything
I have cried so long that I can`t feel
I am dry, I am dry, I am
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