Testo Same Kind

Who's this someone sitting next to me in this house?
With the same kind of cup in his hands like me?
Here we are again?
Drinking each others lack of confidence?
Not realizing we were never meant??

Collecting this kind of porcelain for years?
It's all unspoken, well we never had the words? Sweet silence, bitter turned
?I'm looking down into my silver spoon
?The only mirror that is in this room

??The silence keeps us both alive
?That's what we like to think at night
?Before we try to close our eyes??

Who's this someone laying next to me at night ?
With the same kind of shade in his eyes like me
?Here we are again?
Drinking each others lack of confidence?
Not realizing we were never meant?
Sweet silence bitter turned
?I'm looking down into my silver spoon? The only mirror that is in this room??

The silence keeps us both alive?
That's what we like to think at night
?Before we try to close our eyes??

Sweet silence bitter turned?
I'm looking down into my silver spoon?
The only mirror that is in this room