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