Testo di Perfect Stranger

Schizophrenic nightmares sending shivers down my spine I may be a little twisted, but I swear that my life is fine I'm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home? I'm in the presence of a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone Well I'm still working to make life better, though I've fallen from God's grace I'm standing still in a shattered mirror, staring at somebody else's face I'm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home? I'm in the presence of a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone Just when things are back on track, I sabotage myself These are all certain telltale signs of my decaying mental health Nobody's home!