[Spoken – haunting, echoing reverb]
I started with the small ones…
The mirror in the hallway, the frame on my desk,
the reflection in the window at night—
all gone.
Because if you don’t see yourself,
maybe you can pretend
you’re not the problem.
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[Verse 1 – clean vocals]
Pulled the frames off the walls, turned the photos to face the sheetrock
I’ve been hiding from the man I was, now he’s knocking just to talk
Covered all the windows, locked the doors and ditched the light
I can’t stand the look I give me when I pass a mirror at night
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[Pre-Chorus]
This house has no mirrors, no truth, no peace
Just broken glass I swept beneath
A couch that holds my silence tight
And rooms that only dream at night
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[Chorus – soaring, melodic]
I tore down the pieces that showed me the cracks
Boarded up corners that stared right back
If I don’t see me, maybe I’m free
But I’m still trapped in this house
And this house is me
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[Verse 2 – spoken & clean vocals intercut]
I painted over shadows that used to dance across the wall
Even silence sounds like judgment in these narrow, empty halls
I replaced my guilt with drywall, my shame with quiet rage
Now every room’s a chapter I’ll never turn the page
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[Pre-Chorus – rising tension]
This house has no mirrors, no grace, no name
Just echoes of who’s left to blame
A shattered truth I can’t erase
And blood that stains the fireplace
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[Chorus – louder, more strained]
I tore down the pieces that showed me the cracks
Boarded up corners that stared right back
If I don’t see me, maybe I’m free
But I’m still trapped in this house
And this house is me
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[Bridge – screamed / heavy vocal break]
Break every mirror but you can’t break the man!
Burn every photo — he’ll rise again!
Cover the walls, drown out the sound
But your reflection’s still buried in the ground!
YOU.
CAN’T.
HIDE.
FROM.
YOUR.
OWN.
FUCKING.
EYES.
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[Final Chorus – half whispered, half sung, eerie and hollow]
I tore down the pieces that showed me the cracks
But now I miss the man staring back
If I don’t see me, maybe I’m free
But I still live in this house
And this house is me…
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[Outro – faint heartbeat fade out, last spoken whisper]
There’s still one mirror left…
I just haven’t found the courage to break it.
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