the space i'm losing, on loan from animals don't think you'd understand it, at all, at all, at all, this ain't a song, just a soul, till you look down, into the mirror, well, the world and the grown, will never care, in the world, ooohhh. everything plugged in everything is going well. ain't all of us here are losing ourselves in hell. this ain't a song, just a soul ... and to you, who you sits down to face a mirror ... when you what you found, still not that clear. will the world and the roan, ever care? when you get down. deface a mirror, deface a mirror, deface a mirror, deface a mirror deface a miiiie...