Hung On A Hook

Hung on a hook I'm a mirror

Cracked down the center I split you

Counting the clouds in a storm behind your eyes

Show you the face of a man who

Not that he wants but he has to

Look at the thing he's become, what I see

I'm caught in a still life with no frame

Sometimes people do, the world it don't change

Give up awaiting someday

Future between a gun and your head

Pieces of me on a tile floor

Look up at you as you change more

Floating in fear I appear a hundred times

Hold a reflection inside me

I cannot feel you are empty

Throw me away

I am broken not your time

I'm caught in a still life with no frame

Sometimes people do, the world it don't change

Give up awaiting someday

Future between a gun and your head

Not gonna save you

Perform euthanasia