| Brave as I am I’m not immune
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| To the rain
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| Worn down by mistakes made
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| I try to find familiar faces
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| But they fade
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| Loved as I am I can’t help but feel so drained
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| And this house of mirrors
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| Is bending the truth oh so well
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| I’m making a fool of myself
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| Now each step I take is different
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| From the last time I walked
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| Strong as I’ve been
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| No one wants to see the change
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| And this house of mirrors
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| Is bending the truth oh so well
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| I’m making a fool of myself
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| Last time I laughed I was laughing at you
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| 'Cause the mirrors they always do as we do
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| Forever they’re our only proof
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| And this house of mirrors
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| Is bending the truth oh so well
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| And this house of mirrors
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| Is bending the truth oh so well
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| I’m making a fool of myself |