It's midnight in my bedroom
I've got the stereo on
It seems everyone is asleep
All except lonely me
I can't escape the envy
It's the old biting jealousy
How can I not compare myself?
If i could only look away
Often I think I'm better
than every man around
More common I find myself worse
Unstable, unsound
What will be of all this effort?
All this time behind a screen
Mirrors of mirrors, rows and rows
The more I click the less I know
