Distorted Reflections (Electro/Alt-Pop Mix)

Find myself circling back to this alt-pop style, I might have to try and make an album at this rate, enjoy.
Lyrics:
Bathroom mirrors at 3 AM,
I'm a funhouse version of 18,
Smudged eyeliner, chipped nail polish dreams,
Our futures written on steamy glass,
Words fade away as the hours pass.
As time weaves, there's patterns we can't understand,
We chase mirages of who we could be,
While reality keeps us broken. (broken)
Now we're reflections in shattered glass,
Piecing together a future from our past,
Each shard tells a story we thought would last,
But time keeps moving, unspeakably fast. (fast)
kaleidoscope of memories and regret,
As we spin around searching
for patterns not connected yet,
Maybe we cease
Maybe the beauty was parting in peace.
Now we're reflections in shattered glass,
Piecing together a future from our past,
Each shard tells a story we thought would last,
But time keeps moving, unspeakably fast. (fast)
Mirrors lie, we're not who we were,
Time twisted us into shapes
wouldn't recognize her
in these distortions, maybe we'll find
A truth that's been hiding in plain sight. (sight)