Mirrors

You burn in silence
A world of violence
We're clowns in a row
Death the final show

Mirrors you can feel
Errors that we heal
We're living, living a dream
Waiting for the primal scream

(Beauty is in my head)
(Beauty is in my head)

(Beauty is in my head)
(Beauty is in my head)

I'll find a way out
I'll deal in and out
Won't you agree with me
Won't you agree machines

How can I love you
Looking behind you

How can I love you