The Mirror

Ockham's razor slit your tongue Cause your heart's wrapped up with knives All along, I should've known But I was caught in your cobwebbed lies I know you hate To look at me 'Cause I'm your mirror, And you are what you see I know you hate To look at me Cause I'm your mirror, And you are what you see Locked inside their definition, Afraid of what they'll say I kicked that box where you were living So you can see another way Pushed you up against the edge Of who you are and who you want to be Pushed you up against the edge So you can see Your own duality And now you hate To look at me 'Cause I'm your mirror And you are what you see I know you hate To look at me Cause im your mirror And you are what you see Mirror, mirror on the wall Your spell is dead When you can see That ugly reflection Is all in your head