Long gone is the guilt, for Narcisses' selfie sticks
Have replaced the hand of a fellow
And the louder we speak, the louder it resonates
Empty rooms only send back but never listen

Your own smell’s a blessing until a tongue capitulates on your
Stink, stink, stink
May the sound of someone else’s voice
Break your walls

And wait for it
It always comes, and you always go
With the curse of the savior
Wasting his faultless hands cleaning a mirror

Long gone is the guilt and long due is the empathy
Long gone is the guilt and long due is the empathy

(Clean your fucking mirror)
May you hear someone else’s voice
(Clean your fucking mirror)

The fire we breathe
It burns the confidence
But the flames that we spit
They lick the ego and it shines for us
And louder you speak, more flames you spit
Lonelier you get
How precious reflection, how precious reflection
Carry on practice perfect smiles
Shining bright with your teeth on fire
How precious reflection, how precious reflection
And you wish you were someone else
You know how you wish you were someone else
How precious reflection, how precious reflection
And I wish I was someone else than you
Yeah, I wish I was someone else

'Cause nothing seems to change in here
I torch my own breath

My name is all that is left of me

Burn and let them all see you
In your face of comfort
Burn, how to know you're falling
Without a floor, walls or ceiling?
It’s a comedy that chases no end
It’s a comedy that chases no end

All the time we waste upgrading mirrors
All the time we waste upgrading mirrors