I'm waiting for a big change in my life
I'm slowly getting tired of stereotypes
So I'm waiting
Doctors say all I can do
Is take some pills to get back to good old times
From young morning till late night
I'm trying to recover from routine reality
From young morning till late night
Observing others in their happy insanity
Mirrors on the ceiling
Only I'm still hiding in corners
Mirrors on the ceiling
I see others live
Mirrors on the ceiling
Just my shadows creeping along walls
Could you please release your fierce grip?
I'm waiting for a big chance of my life
I'm slightly getting tired of stereotypes
I'm still waiting
Doctors say all I can do
Is take some pills to get back to good old times
I can't change it anymore
Waves are breaking the same way along the shore
Don't feel lonely, I'm a freak
Apathy is addictive like heroine
Mirrors on the ceiling
Only I'm still hiding in corners
Mirrors on the ceiling
Cold has pierced my bones
Mirrors on the ceiling
My reflections creeping along walls
Could you please release your fierce grip?
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