I look into the mirror and see nothing but dirt and scum,
It appears to me that way every single day,
I don't know why I seem to have this wicked mirror,
Because deep down I know better, but there's just no escaping,
The horrors of this world and I can't seem to find the right place.
I'm waiting and waiting until the delivery man appears with a mirror
That helps me escape the world of hatred and fear.
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