DESCRIPTION:
Written by Julian Malka & Robbie O'Brien

Lyrics:
You're a streetwalker, a picture stalker
You talk with your thumbs but never get love
Instantly gratified, but never satisfied
You think I'd take the time to lie?

My mind is racing, oh feet stop pacing
I feel disconnected, what? Low reception?
You're never serious; on the verge of delirious
You think I'd take the time to lie?

You're looking into a dirty mirror
I'm sorry I couldn't make it any clearer
You cut every corner, and jump at every offer
If you take a closer look, you're in there somewhere

You live for pleasure, at your own leisure
You think it'll last, but time moves fast
You're so conflicted, it's self-afflicted
You think I'd take the time to lie?

You're looking into a dirty mirror
I'm sorry I couldn't make it any clearer
You cut every corner, and jump at every offer
If you take a closer look, you're in there somewhere

All I know is what I see, and I know that my reflection just ain't me
With desperation you run to depravation
You think I'd take the time to lie?

You're looking into a dirty mirror
I'm sorry I couldn't make it any clearer
You cut every corner, and jump at every offer
Just take a closer look

You're looking into a dirty mirror
I'm sorry I couldn't make it any clearer
You cut every corner, and jump at every offer
If you take a closer look, you're in there somewhere

Personnel:
Julian Malka: Lead and Backing Vocals
Lawrence Katz: Lead and Rhythm Guitars
Robbie O'Brien: Electric Bass
Mike Schmid: Keyboards
Stacy Jones: Drums and Percussion
Sara Mann: Backing Vocals
Danny Levin and David Moyer: Horns

Producer: Stacy Jones
Mixed and Engineered: Craig Frank