Текст песни Broken Mirror - Flareslxl

Written in the stars can someone take a photo
You base your self-esteem off your stupid fucking YOLO's
You must think you're so fulfilled but really you're still hollow
After the fronting, your sorrows downed in Monte Carlo
Why
Do you decide to believe all the lies
If you don't love yourself
Then you're just looking in a broken mirror

Life is a bitch but I don't fear
Maybe if I move fast y'all will not hear
Maybe if I stay still y'all won't know I'm here
I'm walking off the edge like I'm walking on the pier
I got too many demons
They itching for trouble you know they be fiending
Pull up with a mop and I might just go clean it
You asking for death well I guess I'll be reaping
Only tell you once
Imma never go repeat it
If you really be sleeping
You probably sleep therapeutic
Clock out clock out
Bitch I be rocking out rocking out
Riding with the top down top down
Got you niggas locked down locked down
Y'all don't have a chance y'all gon rot now rot now
I'm running out of time I gotta pop now pop now yeah

Written in the stars can someone take a photo
You base your self-esteem off your stupid fucking YOLO's
You must think you're so fulfilled but really you're still hollow
After the fronting, your sorrows downed in Monte Carlo
Why
Do you decide to believe all the lies
If you don't love yourself
Then you're just looking in a broken mirror

SOS
We're going down I don't know what's left
I don't know what happened
I could give you a guess
You're stuck in the past tense
You should let go and forget
Abort abort
Maybe we're going down for the best
I got my feelings lassoed up
Imma paint my future Picasso yeah
I can see myself in a drop ship yeah
Yeah one seated lambo like a cockpit yeah
I got my feelings lassoed up
Imma paint my future Picasso yeah
I can see myself in a drop ship yeah
Yeah one seated lambo like a cockpit yeah

Written in the stars can someone take a photo
You base your self-esteem off your stupid fucking YOLO's
You must think you're so fulfilled but really you're still hollow
After the fronting, your sorrows downed in Monte Carlo
Why
Do you decide to believe all the lies
If you don't love yourself
Then you're just looking in a broken mirror