In the cold light of morning while everyone’s yawning You’re high In the cold light of morning You’re drunk sick from whoring and lie Staring back from the mirror's A face that you don’t recognise It’s a loser, a sinner, a cock in a dildo’s disguise In the cold light
I really like this. I like how her hands are partly covering her ears as if to show that even more senses are blocked. Don't know if you did that on purpose or not but it's a nice touch. Good job!
But I liked your comment and now that I think about it you're right..
Anyway, it looks awesome, nice edit!