In the cold light of day | |
And the blast of the moon | |
What did you see miss jones | |
Did you look ‘em in the eye | |
As life was choking you | |
Choking you dry | |
And the light of the dawn | |
Is a fire in this maze made of mirrors | |
I’m sneaking though | |
This is just one of many things I have observed around me | |
Life’s a mirage | |
Tricking you | |
Joking you | |
I’m just a statue of stone | |
Without a backbone | |
I’m telling you | |
Oh my god | |
Satan’s in the rear view mirror | |
Are you looking for a truth | |
Where there is no truth to be found |
In the cold light of day | |
And the blast of the moon | |
What did you see miss jones | |
Did you look ' em in the eye | |
As life was choking you | |
Choking you dry | |
And the light of the dawn | |
Is a fire in this maze made of mirrors | |
I' m sneaking though | |
This is just one of many things I have observed around me | |
Life' s a mirage | |
Tricking you | |
Joking you | |
I' m just a statue of stone | |
Without a backbone | |
I' m telling you | |
Oh my god | |
Satan' s in the rear view mirror | |
Are you looking for a truth | |
Where there is no truth to be found |
In the cold light of day | |
And the blast of the moon | |
What did you see miss jones | |
Did you look ' em in the eye | |
As life was choking you | |
Choking you dry | |
And the light of the dawn | |
Is a fire in this maze made of mirrors | |
I' m sneaking though | |
This is just one of many things I have observed around me | |
Life' s a mirage | |
Tricking you | |
Joking you | |
I' m just a statue of stone | |
Without a backbone | |
I' m telling you | |
Oh my god | |
Satan' s in the rear view mirror | |
Are you looking for a truth | |
Where there is no truth to be found |