We all live in a house of mirrors
We all live in a house of mirrors

Broken mirrors, broken glass
I'm picking up the pieces of my broken past
And I'm standing at the grave of my father's name 'cause
I pray to God, no, I don't wanna be the same, so
I see the tide rise inside your eyes
I fight against the current, but it just won't die
Through the heartache, I find redemption
And change the fate of my reflection

It's three in the morning
And I don't know where I'm going
I think my mind's been stolen
(I think my mind's been stolen)

We all live in a house of mirrors
Running from myself, but there's nowhere to hide
I like to think I look like a hero
But all I see is a child that's terrified
The numbers on the clock don't last
My reflection don't reflect my past
We can't hide in a house of mirrors
Unless you break the glass

The person that I used to be is just a memory
One look at me and all you'll see is just the enemy
And who you pictured I would be, I guess we'll never see
My dreams, well, they could rest in peace, I guess it's just my destiny

It's three in the morning
I think my mind's been stolen
'Cause the fame is golden
But the glass is broken