[Intro - Haunted Piano, Bowed Violin, Distant Drum Pulse] [Spoken] They say mirrors only show you what's standing in front of them. That is complete bullshit. [Glass Creak] Some of them remember. [Verse 1] I walked in alone Past the iron frame Every pane of glass shivered at my name Faces in the dark wearing all my scars Smiling with my mouth from somewhere way too far One looked like regret One looked like shame One looked exactly like me Except it knew what I came here to escape [Pre-Chorus] TAKE ONE MORE STEP DON'T TURN AROUND HEAR THAT DRUM BENEATH THE GROUND HANDS IN THE GLASS BREATH IN THE SMOKE EVERY OLD GOODBYE STILL KNOWS HOW TO FUCKING CHOKE [Chorus] WELCOME TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS! FEEL THAT COLD BREATH DOWN YOUR NECK! EVERY REFLECTION KNOWS THE PART OF YOU YOU'D RATHER FORGET! SEE THE FACES OF YOUR MISERY PULLING YOU CLOSER TO ME! AND EVERY TIME YOU FIND AN EXIT— THE GLASS JUST LEADS YOU BACK AGAIN! WELCOME TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS! WHERE EVERY WAY OUT LOOKS JUST LIKE WHERE YOU'VE BEEN! [Verse 2] I found my own eyes in a shattered tile They looked older than me And colder by a fucking mile Every path I ran curved back into the same Black little doorway Whispering my goddamn name I marked the walls Counted every turn Left pieces of myself behind Just to prove I'd already been there [Pre-Chorus] TAKE ONE MORE STEP DON'T TURN AROUND THE WALLS LEAN IN WHEN THE SILENCE POUNDS I TRIED TO SPEAK BUT THE WORDS CAME SLOW AND THE ROOM KEPT SWALLOWING EVERY SHADOW I OWN [Chorus] WELCOME TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS! FEEL THAT COLD BREATH DOWN YOUR NECK! EVERY REFLECTION KNOWS THE PART OF YOU YOU'D RATHER FORGET! SEE THE FACES OF YOUR MISERY PULLING YOU CLOSER TO ME! AND EVERY TIME YOU FIND AN EXIT— THE GLASS JUST LEADS YOU BACK AGAIN! WELCOME TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS! WHERE EVERY WAY OUT LOOKS JUST LIKE WHERE YOU'VE BEEN! [Bridge - Piano, Violin, Heartbeat Drums] [Spoken] Here's the part nobody tells you. The reflections aren't trying to become you. They already are. Every version you hated. Every choice you regret. Every face you wore because you didn't know what else to be. [Glass Cracking] And the closer you get to the exit... the more of them start looking familiar. [Build] That's when the glass starts singing. [Breakdown] CRACK! BY! CRACK! EVERY FUCKING VERSION STARING BACK! LEFT! RIGHT! TURN! AGAIN! EVERY FUCKING EXIT LEADS ME BACK TO WHERE I'VE BEEN! MY! FACE! MY! SCARS! MY REFLECTIONS KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU ARE! RUN! FAST! DON'T! BLINK! THE WORST THING IN THE MIRROR— IS WHEN IT STARTS TO FUCKING THINK! [Heaviest Drop] LOOK! AT! ME! [Final Chorus] WELCOME TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS! FEEL THE WHOLE ROOM CLOSE AROUND! EVERY BROKEN VERSION SMILES WHEN YOU TURN AROUND! SEE THE FACES OF YOUR MISERY PULLING YOU CLOSER TO ME! AND EVERY TIME YOU TOUCH THE EXIT— ANOTHER REFLECTION TAKES ITS PLACE! WELCOME TO THE HALL OF MIRRORS! NO MATTER WHICH WAY YOU GO— YOU KEEP COMING BACK TO THE SAME FUCKING FACE! [Outro - Solo Piano, Single Violin Note] [Spoken] Found the exit. [Pause] It was a mirror. Of course it fucking was.
