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Zebras in the Mirrors (Carnival Zebra, Part 2)

[Verse 1] Ran from the carnie, my last ring unflung, Heard the barkers howlin’, my heart's gurdy is unstrung, Smoke and sugar in the air, the flap of the freakshow tent, Caught the Knife-Eater's eye, beside conjoined Twins. But I didn’t stop — I hoofed on with no rout, Past the tilt-a-whirl screams and into the Funhouse. [Pre-Chorus] And the hallways are filled with frightened zebra clones, Each one singin' in hurdy-gurdy moans. [Chorus] Mirror, mirror (mirror, mirror...) Distorting my stripes, revealing my fears There are zebras in the mirrors and this zebra disappears. There are zebras in the mirrors and this zebra disappears. [Verse 2] Now it's Silvestro, holdin' out my fez, Hearin' him sneering, "Zebra boy, I may be dead," "You trade the street for the mud, but dance to another's tune. Still no name, just someone else's perfume." But I didn't stop – I hoofed on through the maze, Mirrored stripes turn to spots and my screams turn to brays. [Pre-Chorus] And the hallways are filled with filthy hyena ghosts, Each one laughin' at me, seeming too close. [Chorus] Mirror, mirror (mirror, mirror...) Distorting my stripes, revealing my fears There are zebras in the mirrors and this zebra disappears. There are zebras in the mirrors and this zebra disappears. [Verse 3] Then a voice from the glass – soft, but rough, Not Scuzzy, but Libby but now she's called Scuff. She says, “You think you’re haunted, little stripe horse? Get out of her shadow, don't follow my course! But don't you stop - just quit hidin' inside. You’ll never be her, and you don’t need to try." [Final Chorus] Mirror, mirror (mirror, mirror...) Restoring my stripes, revealing me clear There's no zebras in the mirrors and this zebra reappears. There's no zebras in the mirrors and this zebra reappears.