Lyrics Cutting Crew

Cutting Crew

Mirror & A Blade

It doesn't really matter what you think of him

It couldn't happen to a nicer boy

Silver charms, golden opportunities

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter

It couldn't happen

Has an obsession, personal security

He won a medal working overseas

Double vision piling on the agony

He's just looking, he's just running

He's just looking, he's just working

For a mirror and blade

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast

Flight arrivals, seven thirty local hours

A pretty package from Johannesburg

Double-vision piling on the agony

Head spinning, struggle and he realized

Still looking, still running

For a mirror and a blade

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast

Too tired too tired too tired too tired too tired

Too tired too tired too tired too tired too tired

Too tired to see

I heard the sirens, just another casualty

He left a message on the bathroom wall

He never took those golden opportunities

He's not looking, he's not working

For a mirror and a blade

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast