I hate people who whine about their lives when they made their circumstances. Hush.
Who is the woman I see where I'm supposed to be? I lost my heart, I buried it too deep under the iron sea. Crystal ball, save us all. Tell me life is beautiful. Mirror, mirror on the wall. Lines ever more unclear, not sure I'm even here. The more I look, the more I think that I'm starting to disappear. I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong. So put me where I belong. I don't know where I am and I don't really care. I look myself in the eye, there's no one there. I fall upon the earth, I call upon the air. But all I get is the same old vacant stare. Crystal ball, save us all. Tell me life is beautiful.
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