No Mirror - Birdeatsbaby

Arms of the mother will keep you in grace

Our generation’s no mirror to face

Chemical progress is sure to erase

The anchors of history keep us in place

It’s hard to tell them apart from the flies

It’s hard to stand upright under their lies

An island surrounded by coastlines of eyes

They want surrender

Eyes in the mirror

Eyes in the dust

I’m not the sick one

Watching the stakes growing higher and higher

Watching the rats as they lie and conspire

All of these oceans to put out the fires

Ashes to ashes our funeral pyre

If you believe that you’ve been led astray

See that the mirror is taken away

Would you still choose to remain in a cage?

Would you surrender

Eyes in the mirror

Eyes in the dust

I’m not the sick one

Now nothing’s the same as it was

And the wolf has come right to my door

I’ll forsake myself to the claim

That I just don’t believe anymore