Texty: Imaad Wasif. Spark.

Break all the mirrors,

it never felt so weird,

to see your own reflection,

the outcast child,

been out of touch for a while,

you got no connection.



The spark I forgot,

and we're layin' on the ground,

the dark's all I got,

it'll never let me down,

I'll be shaking it off,

every time it comes around,

and I'm trying to fogive you,

for what you've done,

what you're done.



In the under-toe,

in the avalanche,

you're pulling me beneath,

thrashed and thrown,

or sheilded by the raft,

they're never gonna be realived.



The spark I forgot,

and we're layin' on the ground,

the dark's all I got,

it'll never let me down,

I'll be shaking it off,

every time it comes around,

and I'm trying to fogive you,

I'm trying to forgive you,

for what you've done.