Such an ordeal to endure
All these fads, nothing's pure
All hearts are well equipped with loopholes
Nothing means that much to me
My story's written on the screen
Indifference versus empathy
Real life is on TV
When you're on your own
You sing, "Hey, I-I"
The space in me turns to a gap
The offered tea turns to a trap
When you're on your own
You sing, "Hey, I-I"
Sitting there with tied hands
Right behind your self-made fence
Next roads full of walking wax dolls
Doesn't mean a thing to me
I will be mirrored in the screen
Indifference versus empathy
Real life is on TV
When you're on your own
You sing, "Hey, I-I"
The space in me turns to a gap
The offered tea turns to a trap
When you're on your own
You sing, "Hey, I-I"
Is it me? Or is it you?
Or am I weak? Am I true?
Am I keen? Am I you?
Is it me?
Indifference versus empathy
Real life is on TV
When you're on your own
You sing, "Hey, I-I"
The space in me turns to a gap
The offered tea turns to a trap
When you're on your own
You sing, "Hey, I-I"
Is it me? Or is it you?
Am I weak? Or am I true?
Am I keen?
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