South

So dated, so weary
You deserve it, not a good thing
To who has it, I don't need it
All I ask is may I hold it one more time?

You told me
Don't break my mirror
And everything would go south
The memory
You gave me
I can't help but feel so grave
So grave

So dizzy
Still dreaming
You can pinch me but would you pay the price?
To who has it
I don't need it
All I ask is may I hold it one more time

You told me
Don't break my mirror
And everything would go south
The memory
You gave me
I can't help but feel so grave
So grave
So grave
So grave

Don't break, don't break my
Don't break, don't break my mirror
Don't break, don't break my
Don't break, don't break my mirror