Within introspection
My skin is made of enemies
Staring, I despise the image in the mirror
I hate you, you hate me
I cut you, you cut me
You are my enemy
Enemy, you are me
No more me
No more, no more me
Inches away from killing the man in the mirror
I cut him, my blood runs
Illusions of walking over this vendetta
No chance, the mirror always wins
The mirror always wins
The mirror always wins
Within introspection
My skin is made of enemies
MirrorriM
Fake is face your
Mirror shattered this to lead knuckles these
Bloody and dripping exploration self
See just, pathetic fucking so are you
Worthlessness am I
Self into journey my
Eyes my into look eyes my when
Liar fucking you eyes your close
Eyes your close
Liar you
Liar you
Eyes your close
Eyes your close
Eyes your close
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