Hittils/än så länge

clouds are haunting across the sky
trying to sweep it rid of the lies
we've written inside our eyelids, I
don't know how to stop believe

there's a mirror in every windowpane
every thought of that kind keeps me in my frame
draws me back from we're I aim
we're too close not to fight

I'm the only one who can set me free
my greatest tormentor is the voice of me
being enough is the last thing you will be
if you keep punishing yourself