All these NPCs out on the high street, Rushing nowhere, dragging tired feet. When our paths cross by a stroke of chance, I'm just another glitch in their corporate dance. Everyone's trapped in their own little zone. Who knows where the exit is when every clone's a clone? Lost in the crowd, still drifting alone. We are broken mirrors, Broken mirrors, Broken mirrors in the light. We keep running, Keep on running, Through the script every night. Break the script. Break the script. Break the script tonight. Blank stares passing under neon signs, Plastic smiles staying neatly in the lines. But behind the masks in the freezing cold, There's a restless fire waiting to unfold. Time rolls on, reshaping who we are. Everyone's dressed in the very same uniform. Beneath the armor, cold and painted grey, A wild spark is burning to tear it all away. We are broken mirrors, Broken mirrors, Broken mirrors in the light. We keep running, Keep on running, Through the script every night. Break the script. Break the script. Break the script tonight. We are broken mirrors, Broken mirrors, Broken mirrors in the light. We keep running, Keep on running, Through the script every night. Break the script. Break the script. Break the script tonight. Just a glitch in the code. Break the script. We burn in the dark.
