can you still see your soul,
when you look in the mirror?
or are you lost in all this make up,
or are you lost in all this make up,
the illusion of yourself
you care for the world to see.
you care for the world to see.
well I see the junkie you are afraid to be
when I look in the mirror,
I see the monster you are afraid to admit
when I stare into the mirror
sold my soul to the man in the mirror,
so now, here I stand, see myself for what I am,
the man in the mirror looking out at you.
so now, here I stand, see myself for what I am,
the man in the mirror looking out at you.