[Intro]
Something doesn't quite line up...

Tears laced with cyanide flow through the cracks of a
Mirror shattered long ago
And, sure, I'm the one who swung the metal bat
But, hey, I can't control the urge!
Nobody's gonna blame me for that

Impossible, impossible

[Verse 1]
Twist 'n turn it right around
The details never safe or sound
The truth projected through a lens
With nothing proving otherwise
Now take the time to realize
Despite what you believe
The victim of a massacre
Was none other than poor me

[Pre-Chorus]
Surely you can see the problem
I don't wanna lose my own reflection
A deplorable perception of me
Was none other than an image of you
One, two, three, break
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