Текст песни Creatures, Bad Tropes - Mirror mirror

Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?
I'll bribe you for the prize
My currency it knows no shame
And I can pay time and time again
Possess me with your eyes

'Cause you've got the dreams to keep me awake
And you make the rules upon which my bond breaks
A tinted reflection; the grapes of your vine
To make conversation I drink your wine

Mr. Reaper where's your grin?
When you smile it keeps me thin
My sin it is my sin
Chasing youth and catching colds
Little creases turn into folds
My skin it is my skin

And there on the water, next to the fire
My nemesis spins and critiques my desires
Melting the icecap but sinking the boat
The weight of my want won't let me float