We all live in a house of mirrors We all live in a house of mirrors Broken mirrors, broken glass I'm picking up the pieces of my broken past And I'm standing at the grave of my father's name 'cause I pray to God, no, I don't wanna be the same, so I see the tide rise inside your eyes I fight against the current, but it just won't die Through the heartache, I find redemption And change the fate of my reflection It's three in the morning And I don't know where I'm going I think my mind's been stolen (I think my mind's been stolen) We all live in a house of mirrors Running from myself, but there's nowhere to hide I like to think I look like a hero But all I see is a child that's terrified The numbers on the clock don't last My reflection don't reflect my past We can't hide in a house of mirrors Unless you break the glass The person that I used to be is just a memory One look at me and all you'll see is just the enemy And who you pictured I would be, I guess we'll never see My dreams, well, they could rest in peace, I guess it's just my destiny It's three in the morning I think my mind's been stolen 'Cause the fame is golden But the glass is broken