I look into the mirror and speak: "my God, what's happening to you?"
But my reflection has no answers, and the mirror holds no truths.
See neither one knows what it is.
I just need some answers, why does no one have answers to give?
I've ran the situation through my head so many times
You open up your mouth. I cut out your tongue.
I scrape out your words, and I let your mind run.
And I don't want to think about it anymore but it's stuck inside my mind
All of the time.
You've got me searching but there's nothing to find
Suddenly I see something like God... I have so many questions.
Well he has all the answers I think I'll ask him, I'll say
I'll say: am I doing this right? Am I on the right path?
Is this all just a lie? Am I wasting my breath?
And what about these people - these material clones?
Can anything change them, or is it just me alone?
He says: my friend you know the answer - wherever you direct your energy.
These people are sick, with self-entitlement and lethargy
And as for the last part, well listen closely friend -
Then I open up my eyes. And it's me and the mirror again.