Mirror, what's this thing I see? Who is staring back at me? A stranger to my heart has filled my mind Cold Confused Growing jaded Growing jaded, jade- Cold Seems to grow in my soul, it's consuming me Confused And I'm losing myself in the storm Growing jaded Being pushed, being pulled, I'm unraveling Can't find myself when I'm constantly forced to conform Enemies surround me, but the worst appear as friends Liars and pretenders only seek to reach their ends Everything is breaking Right before my eyes Looking in the mirror I see someone that I don't recognize Mirror, what's this thing I see? Who is staring back at me? A stranger to my heart has filled my mind Mirror, what's this thing I see? Who is staring back at me? A stranger to my heart has filled my mind