Lately I've been talking to myself
Glaring at the glass
Conversations don't go well
And as I trace the pace of someone else
Disembodied voice gonna make all of my choices now
Oh you know I've got a lot of exceptional traits
Don't ya judge me by the look on my face
The stage in place
A marquee lit for one
Mirrors, the gaze you hold
Reflecting my brazen pose
Mirror, imitate my soul
Inflicting the awful toll
Zap tapping the tapetum lucidum
Expressions are distracting but I fear I'm losing them
Portraits that revolve around any who walk along
The lesson in reflecting is knowing you're not alone
Passing emotions upon my slate
Which side of the glass do I lay
I'm noticing every change
Longer the smolder
The more deranged
I must refrain
Mirrors, the gaze you hold
Reflecting my brazen pose
Mirror, imitate my soul
Inflicting the awful toll
Mirrors, the gaze you hold
Reflecting my brazen pose
Mirror, imitate my soul
Inflicting the awful toll