Intro] (Soft synth pads fading in... sound of a lighter flicking... smoke exhaling) (Ad-libs: Ooh-woah... Yeah... Don... It's lit...) [Chorus - The Hook] Searching for a soul in a city made of chrome, yeah (Chrome...) She callin' up my phone, but I’m never really home, no Late night driving, got me sinkin' in the leather Is it toxic for the vibe or is it toxic for the better? (Ooh-woah) Midnight mirrors, see the demon in my eyes, yeah Midnight mirrors, I’m just livin' through the lies... (Yeah, yeah, straight up!) [Verse 1 - The Inner Conflict] Est-ce que j’aime la fille ou juste le chaos qu’elle amène? (Amène...) Est-ce que j’suis accro au sexe ou juste à la peur qu’elle me comprenne? J’remplis le réservoir, j’roule à 200, mais je fuis quoi au juste? Le silence du penthouse ou le bruit de mes propres astuces? Pourquoi je cherche de la lumière chez celles qui n'ont que de l'ombre? Est-ce que c'est moi le poison, ou c'est juste le monde qui s'effondre? (Yeah) Si je coupe le son, est-ce qu'elle restera pour la mélodie? Ou est-ce qu’elle est là juste parce que ma vie ressemble à une série? J’me demande... Si j’avais rien, est-ce qu’elle m’regarderait avec le même venin? Est-ce que je gâche ma vie à construire des châteaux sur du sable fin? J’ai le cœur en kevlar mais ses mots passent à travers, comment? Est-ce que j'ai peur de l'engagement ou juste peur de l'après, vraiment? [Chorus - The Hook] Searching for a soul in a city made of chrome, yeah She callin' up my phone, but I’m never really home, no Late night driving, got me sinkin' in the leather Is it toxic for the vibe or is it toxic for the better? Midnight mirrors, see the demon in my eyes, yeah Midnight mirrors, I’m just livin' through the lies... [Verse 2 - The Downward Spiral] (Beat gets darker, bass gets grittier) I’m staring at the ceiling of the Wraith, it’s a starlight sky (Stars...) But I’m looking for a reason not to tell another lie. She says I’m distant, yeah, I’m lightyears away But if I stayed close, would I have anything to say? Am I sabotaging "us" just to fuel the next song? Do I need the heartbreak just to feel like I belong? (Ooh-woah) I’m questioning the way I view the woman in my bed Is she a muse for the music or a ghost inside my head? Why do I seek the fire just to complain about the burn? I’ve been through this a thousand times, when will I ever learn? Is it my ego? Is it the fame? Is it the way she moans my name? Or am I just a hollow shell playing a hollow game? I see the sunrise coming, and it feels like a threat (Don’t wake up) ‘Cause reality is heavy, and I haven’t faced it yet. If I stripped away the jewelry, and the cars, and the clothes... Would I be someone she loves, or just someone she knows? [Bridge - The Trip] (High-pitch vocals, heavy delay) High enough to touch the clouds, low enough to feel the dirt... Mixing all the pleasure just to balance out the hurt. Is it her? (Is it her?) Is it me? (Is it me?) Is it everything I thought I wanted to be? (Woah-oh-oh-oh...) [Chorus - Final] (Everything hitting at maximum volume) Searching for a soul in a city made of chrome, yeah She callin' up my phone, but I’m never really home, no Late night driving, got me sinkin' in the leather Is it toxic for the vibe or is it toxic for the better? Midnight mirrors, see the demon in my eyes, yeah Midnight mirrors, I’m just livin' through the lies... [Outro - Chopped & Screwed] (Tempo drops, voice pitched down to a deep growl) I’m just... questioning... everything... Midnight... mirrors... (Ad-libs: Cactus Jack... Don... Gone...) (Sound of tires screeching in the distance... Silence)
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