You're afraid of the mirror
You're afraid of what you'll see
You feel a blackness in your soul
That you're afraid will show.
You've seen it all
You remember everything
Every dream is a nightmare
Yet waking up is torture.
You can't stop the anger
You mask the fear within
You cry into your pillow, screaming,
Wishing for it all to disappear.
Your hands, they look like his
Your face, it looks like hers,
Your hair is black like his
Your eyes are brown like hers.
You're afraid of the mirror
You're afraid of what you'll see
You've seen their souls
So now you're afraid of yours.
 
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