Thousand pieces of broken mirrors
I locked the doors and windows
The pain you put me through in here
This room of secrets, death surrounded
Haunted by my memories
In every corner silent graves
In here you killed a part of me
I'll finish what you started
Thousand pieces of broken mirrors
Lay all around this wooden floor
They cut my flesh as I walk through
But I don't think about the pain
I hear you knocking on the door
When you come in I won't be here
I grab my knife, I cut my wrists
Everything to get away from you
Thousand pieces of broken mirrors
You know you can still save me
But I know you won't, You care to less
You just close the door and don't look back
I look over myself tonight
Surrounded by mirror reflections
That still reflect the cruel things
That I went through, I am not freed