I used to think I was unique,
that I would never be swayed.
I was convinced that I could
never be changed.
I was naive, thinking I'd be
any different than those
Those who I had no respect for.
I refused to see, held on to my beliefs,
that I was somehow better than them.
I'm not better than them.
And I can't help but think that
I've sacrificed the qualities
That keep me distinct from everyone else.
Am I so arrogant that I
Believe I'm not another version of
what I have come to despise?
Once my breath had left the mirror,
I could see myself much clearer.
I couldn't hide from who I had become.
Just as guilty as everyone.
My reflec tion doesn't look,
doesn't look the same.
I'm staring at an unfamiliar face.
And I can't help but think that
I've sacrificed the qualities
That keep me distinct from everyone else.
Am I so arrogant that I
Believe I'm not another version
of what I have come to despise?
The image I expected to see was no
longer staring back at me.
The image I expected to see was
no longer staring back at me.
Enemy, staring back at me.
Enemy, staring back at me.
And I can't help but think,
have I sacrificed everything?
And I can't help but think that I've
sacrificed the qualities
That keep me distinct from everyone else.
Am I so arrogant that I
Believe I'm not another version of
what I have come to des pise?
I'm just another version of what I have
come to despise.
My re flection doesn't look,
doesn't look the same.