I see what I wanna see
never what's in front of me
the hope of having some
is the only thing worse than having none
feed the illusion
but try to seem sincere
live for the attention
while you're in a hall of mirrors
I'd like to be just about anyone
'cept for the vacuum I've become
my rhythm's off, I'm spinning
I fade away as I'm beginning
feed the illusion
but try to seem sincere
put on a performance
inside a hall of mirrors
