What little we know, know of each other

What part of our distance is real

Further from the core, core of our being

A borrowed perspective, a voice not our own

What we see is a darkened mirage

Through the prism we broke out from

One judgement feeds yet another

This fractured mind broken by our view of us

What we crave for ourselves

From anyone who will listen

Is not enough, enough to maintain

That image in the mirror

You see for yourself

What are we if not a false reflection?

We've always been two, two seconds away

From misery or bliss, now you decide

We'd rather not see, see what is given

When we can take the pieces and build our own

What stands before us are manmade monsters

Created by our own damn selves

We feign a deep understanding of something

Of something we can never be

What we crave for ourselves

From anyone who will listen

Is not enough, enough to maintain

That image in the mirror

You see for yourself

What are we if not a false reflection?

From anyone who will listen

Is not enough, enough to maintain

That image in the mirror

You see for yourself

What are we if not a false reflection?