(they called a it barricade, but i saw it was just a bump in the road)

These bruises are sinking blood into the other side of my skin
Like these lies are pushing hate into the other side of my brain
You're not what I wanted; I'm not what you wanted
So I can see the blood dripping down my hands again
These ideas are pressing life into the other side of my darkness
Like these eyes are looking into the other side of my empty head
You're someone I admire; I'm someone you vacate
So I can see my eyes overcome by floods again
These muses are crowding hate into the other side of my heart
Like these rights are throwing signs into the other side of my world
You're never going to understand; I'm never going to understand
So I can see my heart of ice is on fire again
These contusions are scrambling ideas on the other side of my mind
Like these mites are eating away at the other side of my empty hand
You're not perfect like I'm not perfect
So I can see across the floor as I bleed again
These illusions are ripping holes into the other side of my smile
Like these nails are tearing scratches into the other side of my soul
You're someone I love; I'm someone you hate
So I can see that thick glass wall of yours raise again
These desires are scratching words into the other side of my mirror
Like these fingertips are writing words into the fogged glass of the mirror
You're someone to me; I am no one to you
So I can break down this wall and bleed on the broke glass
These broken shards are leaving cuts on the other side of my body
Like these hurtful words are leaving burns on the other side of my love
You're not a shadow; I'm not a shadow
So I can break down this wall and bleed on the broke glass
These little pieces are pressing deep into the other side of me
Like this hand is reaching out hopelessly when no one's around