Matador

I live in a broken mirror
I'm your ungrateful addiction
How I envy your reflection
And its eternal youth

I want you to shut your mouth
I hate your new attitude
What you want is to provoke
Slow death is you

By mistake
Bullfighter
No liquor
Please

I don't want to break your mirror
Become your coffin
But when you break ties
There's no other option left

Hearts you've stolen
What a beautiful collection
Sadly they're broken
How many pieces are left?

By mistake
Bullfighter
With liquor
Please