Same Face in a Different Mirror - Protomartyr

Same face in a different mirror

Ugly is intact

But now the frame is clearer

Guilt cries like an unfed pet

To remind the past will rise again

Another up to another wrong bend

Society’s plotting with the vermin

Another empty room

Another stained shirt

Day’s kicking brains in the dirt

But there’s something coming up

The feeling there is love

The feeling I’m in love

We are love

Same face in a different mirror

Hung in the room I’m scared to enter

Seeing it once is enough

Reflecting back without light

Old wounds pristine

Old scores unsettling

Terminal zero nothing but myself

Negative image is negative feeling

But there’s something coming up

The feeling there is love

The feeling I’m in love

We are love

And with this, who could be against us?

With this, who could be against us?

With this, who could be against us?

With this, who could be against us?