Hey you in the mirror
What have you to say?
Is the world in there better than mine?
So why do you look so grey?

You’re in the mirror, what do you see?
You actually look greyer than me
I’ve always wondered what goes on
Inside your world so forlorn

I’m no mirror
I’m grey because of you
You depress me so much
With your wretched gloom
I want to torture you
By throwing your stupid frame around
So you’ll suffer in that square
And puke all your bullshit out

You stupid misguided child
Who are you trying to fool?
You stand there in your square
And accuse me of being you

You’re bent out of shape
But the mirror still remains straight
Poor little fool
I’ll pray in my nightmares for you