Brilliant perceptions of your expectations
To your own affections or your never ending questions
You′re holding your lectures to your constant observers
With their shells like turtles with their eyes like murderers
Wiping away the fog, that you cause
You′re folding your laundry after
You had your coffee after
Waking up early for your daily routine
Your picking up the paper after
Wiping away the fog, that you cause
Stop stay, I don't hestitate
I confront you right away
With this game that you play
I′ve realised that you′re just in disguise
That you are covered by your own lies
And that you truly despise
Your own little word of your sweet perfections
Or your designer fragrance
Of your clothes in color, of your list of lovers
After changing the covers
Just look in the mirror, wiping away the fog