I see what I wanna see Never what's in front of me The hope of having some Is the only thing worse than having none Feed the illusion But try to seem sincere Live for the attention While you're in a hall of mirrors I'd like to be just about anyone 'Cept for the vacuum I've become My rhythm's off, I'm spinning I fade away as I'm beginning Feed the illusion But try to seem sincere Put on a performance Inside a hall of mirrors