Trapped by my reflection
In a neon beam arcade
Life lies down on twisted pictures
I can't go on this way
A million scattered pieces
A million ways that they bleed
Splinters cut in every heart
How can I believe
Lovers separate one another
By glass and fear and dreams
Brothers smother one another
As Isolation screams
A million scattered pieces
A million ways that they bleed
Splinters cut in every heart
How can I believe
And still they watch each other
To see if they will break
And still they stand in a promised land
And cold and still they ache
I just can't seam to reach you
Perhaps it's far too late
The scream in the scheme of things
And so its you that I hate
I hate
Playboy of the Western World - Hall of Mirrors Lyrics
Playboy of the Western World - Hall of Mirrors Lyrics
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Trapped by my reflection
In a neon beam arcade
Life lies down on twisted pictures
I can't go on this way
A million scattered pieces
A million ways that they bleed
Splinters cut in every heart
How can I believe
Lovers separate one another
By glass and fear and dreams
Brothers smother one another
As Isolation screams
A million scattered pieces
A million ways that they bleed
Splinters cut in every heart
How can I believe
And still they watch each other
To see if they will break
And still they stand in a promised land
And cold and still they ache
I just can't seam to reach you
Perhaps it's far too late
The scream in the scheme of things
And so its you that I hate
I hate
In a neon beam arcade
Life lies down on twisted pictures
I can't go on this way
A million scattered pieces
A million ways that they bleed
Splinters cut in every heart
How can I believe
Lovers separate one another
By glass and fear and dreams
Brothers smother one another
As Isolation screams
A million scattered pieces
A million ways that they bleed
Splinters cut in every heart
How can I believe
And still they watch each other
To see if they will break
And still they stand in a promised land
And cold and still they ache
I just can't seam to reach you
Perhaps it's far too late
The scream in the scheme of things
And so its you that I hate
I hate
Writer: Dale Bennett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid