The Way You Look at Yourself

Staring in the mirror but I don’t know who I’m staring at, I don’t have a clue

Wash my face maybe that’ll do, something to help, remember you

You ask why I cry, well I don’t know at times

I’m out of my mind, this body isn’t mine

Sometimes you feel dead, sometimes you feel alright

It’s so hard to talk, when you feel dead inside

You don’t feel alive, everything can’t coincide

Losing track of time, it’s a daily job my mine

Sometimes you feel dead, sometimes you feel alright

It’s so hard to talk, when you feel dead inside

You ask why I cry, well I don’t know at times

I’m out of my mind, this body isn’t mine

Sometimes you feel dead, sometimes you feel alright

It’s so hard to talk, when you feel dead inside

You don’t feel alive, everything can’t coincide

Losing track of time, it’s a daily job my mine

Sometimes you feel dead, sometimes you feel alright

It’s so hard to talk, when you feel dead inside