Inside of me, will always be The urge to not be seen Hiding the face I can't embrace Crowding my world with falsity Distorting portraits with ease Warped entity, identity Is what they see what I believe? Or am I lying to myself Filling my head with disease? I fall apart At mirror's speech (at mirror's speech) Speak not of my demons Skin, bone, and teeth Dysmorphia lingers enthroned Forever clutching flaws I carved unto the stone Fallacious frame always to blame True image evades, portray me not Reading the room for defamation, fear of plot I catch a face, credence erased Is what they see what I believe? Or am I lying to myself Filling my head with disease? I fall apart At mirror's speech (at mirror's speech) Speak not of my demons Skin, bone, and teeth Seams torn apart At mirror's speech Speak to me of reasons To seek to look at me Inside, inside, inside All my life Always longing for Unaltered echoes in the glass Peace of mind In pieces on the floor Shards tell of the same old past Eisoptrophobia Inside of me Don't look inside of me Inside of me Don't look inside of me I fall apart At mirror's speech (at mirror's speech) Speak not of my demons Skin, bone, and teeth Seams torn apart At mirror's speech Speak to me of reasons To seek to look at me Inside, inside, inside At mirror's speech