- cifra   
  
      
   Cherish this moment, feel safe
 
  
  We sit in the same room side by side
 
 I give you the wrong lines, feed you
 
 Accuracy, accuracy
  
 
 Look into my eyes, we both smile
 
 I could kill you without trying
 
 That's accuracy, accuracy, accuracy
  
 
 An observer's refrain
 
 Accuracy, accuracy, practice all day for accuracy
 
 Mirror, mirror on the wall