Second Life - The Mirror Trap

I get the feeling that something is not quite right, he was a real

mother-fucker but now you call him Christ

Isn’t he wonderful

I remember him back when he was wild, he had the face of a man but dressed up

like a child

Isn’t he wonderful

What are you like?

Show me the bad times, I want all you’re giving out

Tell a lie, tell me it twice

Paint me a portrait of ideal life

Do you wonder where it all went right?

You start yourself off on a second life, you know you messed it up once you’ve

got to make it right

To make it wonderful

You see the world through a filtered eye, there was a warm pink glow around

your bed last night

And it was wonderful

What are you like?

Show me the bad times, I want all you’re giving out

Tell a lie, tell me it twice

Paint me a portrait of ideal life

Do you wonder where it all went right?

You get all you wanted

When all that you wanted

Was something for nothing

So you can talk about it

Tell a lie, tell me it twice

Paint me a portrait of ideal life

Do you wonder where it all went right?