i've got a great choice of career staring endlessly into the mirror i've got a
blank look on my face never to ever disappear disappear this is my chance at
the mirror this is my chance at the mirror i find i see myself in your eyes
feel your regret taste your despise i am immune still insecure i've been things
that never ever were this is my chance at the mirror wanting what's behind
inside the outside there's no time to hide curiosity's outcry to have and to
hold to bend and to mold determine a price prepare to be sold all is commodity
deformities oddities exploit the prodigy to amuse us all