| I saw a stranger in the mirror
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| He gave a cold-cold stare
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| Who goes there?
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| Who goes there?
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| I feel we’d met before
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| In a game of tug of war
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| The victor, I’m not so sure
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| I’m not so sure
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| I don’t know where l end
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| And where he may begin
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| So meet me in the middle
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| My old friend
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| And when it falls apart
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| We’ll always share the blame
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| It’s just you and I
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| Going down in flames
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| You’d set yourself on fire for a lonely view
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| That’s why the enemy is you
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| You’d set yourself on fire for a lonely view
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| That’s why the enemy is you
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| The tracks in the the soil of life’s path we walk are our own
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| The consequences and rewards effects of a cause
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| An obviously direct connection to whichever direction we decided on going
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| There’s always a choice, our thoughts are ours alone
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| To express and no one else can truly speak with your voice
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| Each compromise makes the next easier to repeat
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| It seems small but one step must be taken for a million to be reached
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| So gazing back upon the mental gallery of life’s valleys and peeks
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| We see ourselves when we started and often wonder
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| Is the person we are now the one that we sought out to become
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| If I was introduced to myself back then
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| Would I qualify as someone I would ever call friend
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| Or has so much been lost of myself?
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| Have I sabotaged myself at too great a cost to myself
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| Feeling nothing but shame at the way I’ve played the game
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| So fearful of being defeated whenever I could I cheated
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| Now all I want is to know I what I suspect is true
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| The identity of my enemy, the face in the mirror said it’s you
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| You’d set yourself on fire for a lonely view
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| That’s why the enemy is you
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| You’d set yourself on fire for a lonely view
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| That’s why the enemy is you
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| You’d set yourself on fire for a lonely view
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| That’s why the enemy is you
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| You’d set yourself on fire for a lonely view
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| That’s why the enemy is you |