The cold world of vanity

Mar 26, 2008 - 09:23 AM PST

The cold world of vanity

Verse 1

I woke up in a hostile place
Looked at my watch, the hands were gone
Just an eerie silver face
Staring menacingly back at me
The darkness felt so thick and strong
Like the static on TV
I stumbled round with no clothes on
I found a strange old mirror
Realised where I’d come to be

Chorus

This old mirror is a portal
To the cold world of vanity
Where image is everything
Oh why can’t you see
This isn’t where I want to be

Verse 2

People fixed their hair and looked inside
I swear I saw inside their minds
Suddenly they weren’t so pretty
As they were portrayed to be
I realised then what I had found
A new form of enlightenment
Well I guess it’s new to me…
The fear had left, replaced by joy
I looked inside my tired mind
A mirror image stared back at me
I realised I was beautiful




Chorus

This old mirror is a portal
To the cold world of vanity
Where image is everything
Oh why can’t you see
This isn’t where I want to be