Mimic

I built up these walls again The colors are all faded black and blue They tumble down now and then But this time feels more permanent (permanent) I filled them with everything Collected over oh, so many years Displayed like a history Museum no one ever visits Anything can be solitaire if you play it on your own I live the life of a millionaire, always bitter and alone So much I wanna see (so much I wanna see) Just can't seem to find the key to this old abandoned door I'm roaming the halls again There used to be an exit somewhere near It all looks so different And smaller every passing minute Anything can be solitaire if you play it on your own I live the life of a millionaire, always bitter and alone So much I wanna see (so much I wanna see) Just can't seem to find the key to this old abandoned door Anything can be solitaire if you play it on your own I live the life of a millionaire, always bitter and alone So much I wanna see (so much I wanna see) Just can't seem to find the key to this old abandoned door