What am I?
Why did I come?
Where am I going?
Where was I?
Where is here?
Who sent me here?
What is the name
Of my soul?
I think I'm a figment of imagination
The living image of illusion
A fake make believe of what a woman is
Or the mirage of some random déjà vu
What am I?
Why did I come?
Where am I going?
Where was I?
Where is here?
Who sent me here?
What is the name
Of my soul?
I think I'm a figment of imagination
The living image of illusion
A fake make believe of what a woman is
Or the mirage of some random déjà vu
Who are you?
Who are you?
Where did you come from?
What are you doing here?
Where are you going?
You don't know
I also don't
We're a whole
Made of nothing