Mirror's Sharp As I Am Too

I'm putting up a song that I wrote about an hour ago, switching back to more of my previous style. I've been sorta switching around between lyrical styles that are more attractive to me...For most of August my writing took a sudden tilt toward a straightforward direction, not nearly as obscure as before. And I guess that in some ways that can be better, maybe a bit easier to pen, but after a while it gets boring, and I soon stop finding fun in toying with sentences.

In my heart there is a mirror,
Mirror’s sharp as I am too

In this chest I have your secrets
It’ll all blow open once this blood flows through

Rip open my hand
Crack down then start
Old empty pieces flailing
Damned uses of the heart
Damned uses of the heart
Yeah

Picking away at my system
Red swirling all around
Swirling all around
Swirling all around (us)

Because I’ve been thinking for a little two long now,
Waiting for a bell to ring, something’s quite wrong now

I’ve heard the birds
And I’ve heard their calls
But nothing seems to help while I’m stuck inside these walls
Stuck between the walls

Rip open my hand
Crack down then start
Old empty pieces flailing
Damned uses of the heart
Damned uses of that heart
Oh yeah now

Picking away at my system
Red swirling all around
Swirling all around
Swirling all around (us)

For in my heart there is a mirror
Mirror’s sharp as I am too

We’re all just scarred behind the laughter
It’ll all blow open once this blood flows through
(When the blood flows through)

Funneh enough, the song got started when I simply thought of 'inside my heart there is a mirror' and then was like, "Hey! That could be put to use!" and began writing in my August-style, a cute poem/song about love. After two paragraphs I realized, "Hey, lame." and began this. Completely un-edited version, I'm a bit happeh with myself. :)