City of Mirrors (feat. Arthur Verocai) - BADBADNOTGOOD & Ghostface Killah

(We all live in a house of mirrors) (We all live in a house of mirrors) Broken mirrors, broken glass I'm picking up the pieces of my broken past And I'm standing at the grave of my father's name 'cause I pray to God, no, I don't wanna be the same, so I see the tide rise inside your eyes I fight against the current, but it just won't die Through the heartache, I find redemption And change the fate of my reflection It's three in the mornin' And I don't know where I'm goin' I think my mind's been stolen (I think my mind's been stolen) We all live in a house of mirrors Running from myself, but there's nowhere to hide I like to think I look like a hero But all I see is a child that's terrified The numbers on the clock don't last My reflection don't reflect my past We can't hide in a house of mirrors Unless you break the glass The person that I used to be is just a memory One look at me, and all you'll see is just the enemy And who you pictured I would be, I guess we'll never see My dreams, well, they can rest in peace, I guess it's just my destiny It's three in the mornin' I think my mind's been stolen 'Cause the fame is golden But the glass is broken We all live in a house of mirrors Running from myself, but there's nowhere to hide I like to think I look like a hero But all I see is a child that's terrified The numbers on the clock don't last My reflection don't reflect my past We can't hide in a house of mirrors Unless you break the glass I'm trying to make my way through broken glass Picking up the pieces of the past I don't wanna see what shadows cast When I look back We all live in a house of mirrors Running from myself, but there's nowhere to hide I like to think I look like a hero But all I see is a child that's terrified The numbers on the clock don't last My reflection don't reflect my past We can't hide in a house of mirrors Unless you break the glass

Cigarettes make me nervous And I turn water into wine And I called you on purpose 'Cause I know you got the time Cigarettes make me nervous And I turn water into wine And I called you on purpose 'Cause I know you got the time My novel on the go Ooh, my second home Blue confetti girl The way you look at me Sympathy You got me in my nerves Where'd my liquor go? Girl Swing me off my feet I'll admit defeat Put your medal on I'll make us some tea Put your records on In and out of sleep I'll see you tomorrow I'll make us some tea Put your records on In and out of sleep Cigarettes make me nervous And I turn water into wine And I called you on purpose 'Cause I know you got the time Cigarettes make me nervous And I turn water into wine And I called you on purpose 'Cause I know you got the time