Tossing turning
Can’t shake the feeling
All of a sudden I’m looking in the mirror
And it’s my face I’m peeling

Flesh in my hands
And I can’t understand why
But I have no control
Can’t speak, I’m tongue tied

I have no idea where I am
It’s eerily familiar as I look around
I swear I just heard a whisper
And there is blood on the ground

The mirror is cracked
My reflection is what I should see
But someone’s on the other side
Starring back at me

She’s smiling
Radiating joy, evil as could be
Pleased with the work she’s finished
Exposing fruit from the poisonous tree