Broken mirror on the wall
You give no reflection of me at all
Your wicked ways, I won’t understand
Intoxicating, weakening
Rusting scissors in the drawer
Pull me closer to a life no more
Why am I so confused
Unimpressed, unamused?

No, something’s not right
Open your eyes to the sky
Focus the light

It’s a combination of numbers
And a set of missing keys
I’ve been painting pictures
But the colors disagree
And bad things come in threes

The wind is blowing
I am falling through a hurricane
As buildings tear up from the ground
No way of knowing where I’m going
Circulating through the wildest night
Give in to the sudden urges for more
Something’s not right
Open your eyes to the sky
Focus the light

I’ve been, I’ve been painting pictures
I can’t, I just can’t, taste the freedom
I’ve been, I’ve been painting pictures

Stuck in a room full of voices
With nobody to be seen
I couldn’t sense the danger as the colors now agree
And the picture is obscene

The wind is blowing
I am falling through a hurricane
As buildings tear up from the ground

I can’t, I just can’t, taste the freedom
I’ve been, I’ve been painting pictures
Tempted and enticed, I neglected Eden
You know that I can’t, I just can’t (can't) taste the freedom

Give me forgiveness, total regression, remedy
Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery
Total division, give me destruction, synergy
Double the vision now
Give me devotion, junk information, remedy
Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery
Total division, give me destruction, synergy
Give me devotion now
Give me forgiveness, total regression, remedy
Double the vision, triple the tension, trickery
Total division, give me destruction, synergy
Double the vision now?