Dusty Mirror

As I walk down the streets of my life
I see some doped-up man start beating his wife.
But I don't care, because I know what he's gone through
He looks into my eyes, and he already knew...

Three months later, she was digging her own grave
She was tired of being the slapped-up slave.
But I don't care, because I know what she's gone through
She looks into my eyes, and she already knew.

That night, police were standing all around
Everyone knew that the fucked-up family was found
But I don't care, because I know what they've gone through...
I look into the mirror, and I already knew.

It's been two years since I killed my wife
Ever since that day, I've lost my life
But I no longer care, because I got what I deserve
Locked in this coffin, nailed shut is my reserve.

Here I stand, with wings and a gleam in my eye
Broken wings that don't even know how to fly
But God forbid, anyone had to take a chance at my life
Let's see them God-damn b*****s even try to survive.