4:48, again Early or late, hard to tell Orbiting my bed Mirror, Mirror, I call: What crawls and lives off the wall? - Nowhere left to fall. Some claim Dark before dawn Tell me: what are they on? Silver lining their clouds Silver spoons in their mouths Good advice Just add vice 4:49, still here Was it a month or a year Walled inside of me Some claim Dark before dawn Tell me: what are they on? Silver lining their clouds Silver spoons in their mouths Good advice Just add vice Some say that I'd do well to cope Well maybe not; or maybe I'm slow Mirror please, give up the ghost Let it go Some say, its darkest right before dawn Id like some more of what they are on Silver on every cloud Silver spoons in their mouths Good advice Just add vice Good advice Just add vice