Oh, ah ah ah ah
Oh, ah ah ah ah, oh

Crushing, cheating, changing.
Am I deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction
Or just streets with rusty signs
Of something violent coming?

Oh, ah ah ah ah
Oh, ah ah ah ah, oh

This´ll hurt you worse than me.
I´m weak, seven days a week.
Don´t run from me. I won´t
Bother counting one, two, three...

I don´t know which me that I love.
Got no reflection.
I don´t know which me that I love.
Got no reflection.

Show myself how to make a noose
A gun´s cliche, and a razor too
I´m not a deathshare vacation, vacant station
Made of scars and filled with my old wounds

Oh, ah ah ah ah
Oh, ah ah ah ah, oh

This´ll hurt you worse than me.
I´m weak, seven days a week.
Don´t run from me. I won´t
Bother counting one, two, three...

I don´t know which me that I love.
Got no reflection.
I don´t know which me that I love.
Got no reflection.

You don´t even want to know what I´m gonna do to you.
You don´t even want to know what I´m gonna do to you.
You don´t even want to know what I´m gonna do to you.
You don´t even want to know what I´m gonna do to you.

I don´t know which me that I love.
Got no reflection.
I don´t know which me that I love.
Got no reflection.

No Reflection.
No Reflection.

I´ve got no reflection.