Champagne from Broken Mirrors by Kinjac

blame all your troubles
on the future and the past
spent your life building monuments
that can't last
took a look in the mirror
all you see in its glare
is a fragile shrinking soul
from a life spent unaware

now champagne bubbles
are all that sticks to your soul
you've drowned yourself in a bottle
and dug into a hole
wasted away
like all the minutes of your passing days
for your life of leisure
that's the price you pay

self diluted and defeated
by the thoughts you hold
now you’re sinking down
into the ground that you stole
save your breath if you think
you can apologize
don’t you know you can’t sew up the wounds
you opened with your lies

now champagne bubbles
are all that sticks to your soul
you've drowned yourself in a bottle
and dug into a hole
wasted away
like all the minutes of your passing days
for your life of leisure
that's the price you pay

• Electronic Rock
• Pop
• anti-pop
• dystopian pop
• electronic pop
• Asheville