Mirrorrim Lyrics

Psyopus Mirrorrim

Inside 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. 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 f..cking so
are you. Worthlessness am I. Self into journey my. Eyes
my into look eyes my when. Liar f..cking you eyes your
close. Liar you eyes your close.