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as clear as could be 
It’s like I’m looking at the mirror 
And it’s it mirroring the screen 
Life flashing like a traffic light when it’s nearing green 
It’s

on your own 
Does it make you feel good that glitter and gold 
Mirroring the perfect mould 
Coz we all learn to be what we're sold 

So here we go

about, having a cold
I don’t give a damn, you’re something to hold
And you feel so right, as we
Twist and tease, and joke around romantically
Mirroring

I hope you're fine
Streets are empty
The town lights
Try mirroring the sky above, and I am wondering if

You feel the same
Sense of separation

felt it like knives on your knees
Defy this
Believe in the ghost of me
Drained vessel, your remains are shown through shattered screens
Far past them,

sorry I’m here
 
Technicolor gaslights
Each role mirroring life
I fear Blanche is living through me
 
When the curtain falls
To thunderous applause
It’s

While the moon (N.Joris)
We sell our souls
To a blinding screen In which we see ourselves
Watching all the empty faces stop
ohno
Ohwesall
what are we