I Sleep with My Eyes Open - Comadre

The last time we spoke, we ended up no where

And it seems like my words

Aren’t any better than your quotes

Our speaches were reversed

Just like the movements of our hands

With every sentence I became more afraid

I remember every sentence and I remember every word

Because through this mirror

I thought my words would come out backwards

And your mouth is just a reflection of what I can’t swallow