My life is like a fog that I create for my own danger Not being able to see past my own hedonistic imperative I can't stand mirrors Mirrors show me what eats at the core I can't stand that I don't look happy I look like a lost face in a crowd who could care less I look in love and heartbroken at once I look nuts I look like a madman and maybe I am I can't stand mirrors They only tell the truth when it's permanent