Dust mites crawl
Along windowsills
And piles of books
Is not a good look
Turbulence is constant
I'm masquerading
I'm masquerading as myself
Self-imitating
I, I look through doppelgänger eyes
Thoughts within
Written on skin
They stick and they stain
The patina remains
Unpolished frame
A moment of shame
I'm masquerading
I'm masquerading as myself
Self-imitating
I, I look through doppelgänger eyes
I, I look through doppelgänger eyes
We will rise to our station
This is the story of my disintegration
A flat screen and a carbonated can
Are the parched wonders of the common man, ahh
I'm masquerading
I'm masquerading as myself
Self-imitating
I, I became so hard to recognize
I, I look through doppelgänger eyes
