The perfect nothing - The Mirrors

Here the perfect nothing

Blind and dark around to kill me

The blame on me when I want an answer

Inside my mind and great illusions

If I overvalue what I see

My mind won’t see what is real

I feel so happy and how do you feel?

I’m dead inside of me, was this what you meant?

The whole is falling, the sun is so weak

Now we wait for something

It could be but will never be

Is there a way to come back

From mind’s decay and death of life

If you overvalue what you see

Your mind won’t see what is real

I feel so happy and how do you feel?

I’m dead inside of me, was this what you meant?

The perfect nothing, this is how I feel

Around to kill me, was this what they meant?