The Broken Mirror کے بول

I hate to look at you Your smell lingers in the air You think you own me I’m not what you think I am You’re everywhere I look Like a room full of myself Stillness in the air I roam to find my way out Anger fills my eyes I curse the way you are I want to see you dying The dice starts to move I have broken all the mirrors But they stare back at me I hate you so much ‘cause I see myself in you I have broken all the mirrors But they keep mocking at me I hate you so much ‘cause I see myself in you