There's a shadow in the cold white light of day
I'll hope that someday you'll forgive and set me free.
Whilst standing in the pale white light to [be explored?]
I wrote a letter to the ancients to follow me into the light again.
Underneath the velvet letters of my heart,
Always will remind me that I'm hurt and said;
"I'm sorry that I can't stop the bleeding,
Crying and it's all because of you
One look in the mirror I'd see.
What's real and fake, Jolee"
There's a princess captured in a wooden frame
I'll trade eternity for one last look at you
Not playing by the rules we played the game of loss
I'll keep on writing to the ancients and savor the moment we meet again
Underneath the makeup, the scars that seal my heart
Unspeakable reminders that I'm hurt and said;
"I'm sorry that I can't stop the bleeding,
Crying and it's all because of you
One look in the mirror I'd see.
What's real and fake, Jolee"
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"I'm sorry that I can't stop the bleeding,
Crying and it's all because of you
One look in the mirror I'd see.
What's real and fake, Jolee"
One look in the mirror I'd see,
What's real and fake. Jolee
