Verse 1: I walk through glass corridors, My face in every frame, Reflections twist and multiply, None of them the same. Chorus: Lost in the mirror maze, Truth and fiction blur, I reach for what I know, But certainty’s a slur. Verse 2: Mirrors whisper riddles, Silvered lies beneath my skin, I chase a thousand versions, But I don’t know where I begin. Chorus Bridge: Each turn is a question, Each answer dissolves, I’m fracturing gently, As the labyrinth evolves. Chorus (repeat, with echoes and reverb)
