The same song as yesterday

sounding in my room,

the rain falling

while the truck drives through.

I like this gloom.



It`s just this cold, cold feeling.

This cold, cold feeling

faraway from home.

I`m in the mirror,

you`re not.



It`s the illusion

of your face on the wall.

I`m in the mirror,

you`re not.



It`s the dust in the air,

I can`t even breathe.

It`s the phone downstairs,

it will never ring.



It`s just this cold, cold feeling.

Cold, cold feeling

faraway from home.



I`m in the mirror,

you`re not.