I got suffocated in front of walls

Now I’m afraid of mirrors

About to see what I’ve heard of

And I’ve never believed in

 

Are you really gonna tell me

That how you see me

Is how I see you,

That’s all I ever could know in you?

 

Are you really gonna tell me

That the only way to see what I am

Is staring at me, I mean at you,

I mean the exactly the same thing as me?

 

 

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