Tame our addictions
Keep us accustomed to this constant need of becoming someone
Feed our ego and make us self-centered suns of a selfish world
Lead us to the loss of selfhood
We'll behave like f*cking mirrors in these crowded rooms
Make us the reflection of our thirst to consume
And let us drown
Caught in the shimmer of a misleading world this life becomes mirage
And strays at the surface like unable to die
Forever captive of our eyes
We gaze at the world
Our souls as deep as a gaping gulf
Covetous of what might be lying elsewhere
We worship the feeling born from the whims of a vivid dream and the love of our barren hearts
We seek ourselves on a f*cking sea of screen
Fed of fictions
Growing dim
Damned to lose ourselves in a maze of lies and mirrors
Fed of fictions, growing dim
Keeping our eyes shut, facing our own end…
…We still believe we'll be saved
Caught in the shimmer of a misleading world this life becomes mirage
And strays at the surface like unable to die
Forever captive of our eyes