[Singer A – cool, controlled, slightly hollow tone | measured delivery, minimal vibrato | centered in the mix] When I look at myself in the mirror It’s not what I see I’m just the reflection of everyone Staring back at me And I can’t relate When you say you’re not okay When you say you’re not okay ’Cause I’m the vision of everything you hate But you can’t tell me how to escape I’d give anything to feel what you do But I can’t relate [Transition – short gap, then Singer B enters slightly overlapping the last word “relate”] [Singer B – rawer, textured, urgent edge | more air and grit | wider in the mix with light reverb] Panic Take another drag and pretend you have a habit Really just an addict Take another drag and pretend you’re really at it Act it till you make it happen Follow through like it never mattered Then comes the retraction Lover had a good run, had a lot of fun Now you’re back to plastic, the way it’s always been Sanitized with your good side facing out the package [Looking glass section – start introducing slight overlaps and call-and-response] Looking glass Lately I’ve been looking past Mirror on the wall They think I’m looking back But the joke’s on you Think I’m happy Don’t you? [Instrumental – cold synth arpeggios + low pulsing bass, space for both voices to haunt the edges] [Singer A – still restrained and detached | stays centered and dry] I live my life on the inside Locked in a cell Doing fine on the outside Just living through a version of hell And I can’t relate When you say you’re not okay When you say you’re not okay ’Cause I’m the vision of everything you hate But you can’t tell me how to escape I’d give anything to feel what you do But I can’t relate [Transition – tighter handoff, Singer B begins under the last “relate”] [Singer B – more strained and pushing | slightly behind the beat for unease] On the rocks Tried to walk on water Ended up in shock Now I feel the loss And the air is getting thin When you’re climbing to the top I had a fall from grace I had it all Now I’ve lost the taste I could make it up But that just ain’t my place [Final section – both voices start occupying the same space more aggressively, short overlaps and dissonant near-unisons] And the joke’s on you Think I’m happy Don’t you? Looking glass Lately I’ve been looking past Mirror on the wall They think I’m looking back But the joke’s on you Think I’m happy Don’t you?
