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Million Mirror Pieces

by Nathan Sain

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A Vision 01:55
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Shatter 01:31
I smash the motherfucking mirror to a million pieces Blood freezes, I believe I’ve seen too many seasons The reasons to be deceased it never ceases Jesus forgive me it’s not easy to resist I’m losing it lately, no ifs ands or maybes So I drop two pills, pop-pop who’s crazy? I pack a knife in my pocket because I oughta I’m living hotter than the fourth of July If I gotta die, I gotta What shitty cards has life dealt me now? I’ve been sold down the river, God help me out Please help me out because I was one of the purest kids The nowhere to go solo so lonely lyricist No fear in your heart? Well there’s too many that’s dear to his and here it is And you can see that these tears are his Appears in the mirror, a phantom a man of sin Want to live as a kid again and see all my friends again ‘Cause everyday I wake up a little bit older I wish I still had this pretty girls head on my shoulder Instead I’m now a man staring straight where the mirror is I’ll smash that piece of shit fuck how clear it is.
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Bad Luck 02:13
(When I’m around it’s bad luck for every-fuckin-body) I’ll cross a black cats path and make a whole mirror shatter On the 13th floor I stroll under a ladder and this pattern don’t matter I’m hella stuck with bad luck Open an umbrella in the house and don’t give a mad fuck ‘Cause shit just adds up I’ll do some shit I’m regretting But you can’t scare me no more Michael’s dead already And I’ve returned to burn you snake-heads with molotov’s All across the shithole it’s the new holocaust Fuck I keep my style as smiles and grins I’m not your enemy I can hurt you more as your friend An my life’s been torture everything’s in distortion I’m bad luck and I want to bring you my misfortune Your soul’s horseshit and I’m mentally ill literally I’ll take a cruise in a Cadillac with a Kennedy Play the lottery and end up owing them money A storm clouds over my head and it’s warm and sunny Fuck ‘em, Everywhere I go pianos fall behind me I make a snake’s head crack with a baseball bat When I was growing I was showing no signs of going Nowhere and no one cared because they think I’m an omen Open heart but I close my fist and hit back Go ahead snake-head play dead I won’t fall for that A “Click-Clack” empty the clip to the bottom I can’t stab you through the heart because you ain’t got one I want all you fucks gone but if I can’t get closer I’ll make you go home and take a bath with a toaster This serpent tried to follow me to Joe Wigg’s house But Joe just spit venom back in that snake-heads mouth Fucking side winder, you should learn to mind your own business When it come to my credentials, my friends or bitches Death missed you by inches but don’t call it “luck” ‘Cause now you ain’t even man enough to even be called a cunt Awe did your feelings get hurt? See my Grin Suck my dick, that’s how sorry I am And to all you snakes let me say it again Fuck your mother your kids your sister and your friends….
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The Hill 03:51
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Worth While 04:26
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Warped World 04:20
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released September 30, 2021

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