I hate to look in the mirror
Afraid to see the truth
My conscience isn't clear
I play fast and loose
I know I changed my identity
When I was chasing my dreams
My face expresses serenity
When I fall into sins
I want to see old Alice
Just look into her eyes
To know what made her callous
First place is her cash prize
I've used to be so cruel
'cause I have learned one phrase
If you desire something
Dog eat dog is your praise
You know I want to win
You're sure I'll never lose
Forget about the values
Forget about the rules
Suppose, I'm double-faced
I was good, but that's bad
Old Alice knows the secrets
I wish I could forget
hanging out
that’s what we do
pondering glory and greatness,
drinking nostalgia from a plastic cup
that clock ticks,
that song plays,
cross our t’s and dot our i’s
play fast and loose
eagerly feel up life
say we won’t look back,
but do it when we think no one’s looking
slip, swallow, sing, startle, emerge
try our very hardest to be unique
and close our eyes so tight
that the blackness deepens around us
make our bodies a smile,
open, and begin again.
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