[Chorus: Upchurch]
In the mirror, there's a stranger, something familiar in those eyes
In the mirror, there's a stranger, piercing stare, just look at the knives
Oh, in the mirror, there's a stranger and he too live to die
Can't control him on a dial, shine too divine
There's a stranger
Oh, there's a stranger, the kind that I like
[Verse 1: Upchurch]
No sound, but we talkin' every time I cut the faucet
Cracked the jaw on my reflection last time I hauled off and lost it
I guess it's a good thing my mind can't hold my mirror hostage
Shit, I could think of a thousand causes, money, fame, and girl problems
The light magnify the blossom, I fist pump it crazy often
Get a Sharpie from my office and doodle two badass coffins on 'em
We laugh about the death persona
One up the devil, I'm testin' to be an organ donor
'Cause I'm the soul owner
My soul clocks out, that's foreclosure and four eyes for 'em
Stranger in the mirror been acquainted for some time, homie
So the stranger in the mirror always on my side only
Mirror, mirror on the wall, don't fall or ever seem lonely
[Chorus: Upchurch & Upchurch & t2.]
In the mirror, there's a stranger, something familiar in those eyes
In the mirror, there's a stranger, piercing stare, just look at the knives
Oh, in the mirror, there's a stranger and he too live to die
Can't control him on a dial, shine too divine
There's a stranger
Oh, there's a stranger, the kind that I like
In the mirror, there's a stranger, something familiar in those eyes
In the mirror, there's a stranger, piercing stare, just look at the knives
Oh, in the mirror, there's a stranger and he too live to die
Can't control him on a dial, shine too divine
There's a stranger
Oh, there's a stranger, the kind that I like
[Verse 1: Upchurch]
No sound, but we talkin' every time I cut the faucet
Cracked the jaw on my reflection last time I hauled off and lost it
I guess it's a good thing my mind can't hold my mirror hostage
Shit, I could think of a thousand causes, money, fame, and girl problems
The light magnify the blossom, I fist pump it crazy often
Get a Sharpie from my office and doodle two badass coffins on 'em
We laugh about the death persona
One up the devil, I'm testin' to be an organ donor
'Cause I'm the soul owner
My soul clocks out, that's foreclosure and four eyes for 'em
Stranger in the mirror been acquainted for some time, homie
So the stranger in the mirror always on my side only
Mirror, mirror on the wall, don't fall or ever seem lonely
[Chorus: Upchurch & Upchurch & t2.]
In the mirror, there's a stranger, something familiar in those eyes
In the mirror, there's a stranger, piercing stare, just look at the knives
Oh, in the mirror, there's a stranger and he too live to die
Can't control him on a dial, shine too divine
There's a stranger
Oh, there's a stranger, the kind that I like
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