Countless times, the person in the mirror asks
If i'm the memory of me and what I've done
Countless times, the person in the mirror asks
If I have anywhere to be
It's time to go, say hello

Something like the air outside that fills my lungs
It feels familiar to me, the cloudy sky
Something like the colorless of everything
It feels familiar to me
And who are you? Who are you?

Memories in my head are thrown about
Recalling is only there to fool me [bad word] it all forever and nevermore
Changing colors of white to nothing
The final image is behind the mask I've made for myself
Between the broken all has gone astray

If I'm one of the Face Less, 
Then can I even tell if I am what is regardless?
The world might even end by my hand
And I won't even know who I am
So say it isn't so
If I am one of the Face Less
If memory serves right, if I can see what is pointless
And see inside my eyes, if I can
And I won't even know who I am

Every time the person in the mirror asks
Are we the same as once before?
I cannot say
Every time the person in the mirror asks
If I can take it anymore
It's time to go, say hello

If I'm one of the Face Less
To [bad word] with other words, if I am something of purpose
This life is all a mess; in other words,
The simple part of life is all a blur
So say it isn't so
If I am one of the Face Less
This feeling of regret, if I can see in the darkness
Then you can never hide. I feel ashamed
Tor this is just the end of who I am

So say it isn't so

If I'm one of the Face Less, 
Then can I even tell if I am what is regardless?
The world is gonna end by my hand
And I won't even know who I am
So say it isn't so
If I am one of the Face Less
If memory serves right, if I can see what is pointless
And see inside my eyes, if I can
And I won't even know who I am

Countless times, the person in the mirror asks
If I'm the memory of me