Mosaic
Don't tell me that you're tired of playing
It's the same old game, just different faces
Don't act like none of it ever happened
Let the memories fade away, colors fade to grey
I still say all your dumb little phrases
It's a lonely realization seeing confused faces
Little variations of forgotten language
Its abandoned nations of forgotten pasts
We are a mosaic
All these broken fragments
Fallen to the floor
Even though you swore
We are a mosaic
All these shattered mirrors
All the things you've seen
They're reflected in me
Some might say they're out of reach
But I must say I disagree
I still got those memories
Decorate my mind
But that's just not reality
Not something you can touch or see
Arabesque of time
Essence of the lines
We are a mosaic
All these broken fragments
Fallen to the floor
Even though you swore
We are a mosaic
All these shattered mirrors
All the things you've seen
They're reflected in me
Photographic memory, though I don't see clearly
I'm not moving forward
Nights are longer, days are shorter
Shattered mirrors
Scared of slicing my fingers
Scared of what?
Empty allegations, misplaced allocations
Abandoned language, changing foundations
All that's left is debris
You left your trace on me
Fragmented faces, too many changes
It's the same old game, just different faces
Don't act like none of it ever happened
Let the memories fade away, colors fade to grey
I still say all your dumb little phrases
It's a lonely realization seeing confused faces
Little variations of forgotten language
Its abandoned nations of forgotten pasts
We are a mosaic
All these broken fragments
Fallen to the floor
Even though you swore
We are a mosaic
All these shattered mirrors
All the things you've seen
They're reflected in me
Some might say they're out of reach
But I must say I disagree
I still got those memories
Decorate my mind
But that's just not reality
Not something you can touch or see
Arabesque of time
Essence of the lines
We are a mosaic
All these broken fragments
Fallen to the floor
Even though you swore
We are a mosaic
All these shattered mirrors
All the things you've seen
They're reflected in me
Photographic memory, though I don't see clearly
I'm not moving forward
Nights are longer, days are shorter
Shattered mirrors
Scared of slicing my fingers
Scared of what?
Empty allegations, misplaced allocations
Abandoned language, changing foundations
All that's left is debris
You left your trace on me
Fragmented faces, too many changes
Credits
Writer(s): Tanner Rowe
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