[Verse 1]
In multiple narrative graphs
I'm told I am a symbol of the past
But wasn't I a king built to last
Before my castle walls quickly collapsed?
The ecstasy of making things worse
Seems to have become a worldwide curse
This self-censorship made me weak
Cornered by all this therapy speak

[Chorus]
I prefer the mirror to the screen
It helps me understand the way I feel
A tribute to what might have been
To mask and cover deleted scenes

[Verse 2]
A wave goodbye that nеver mattered
A cancеllation before it happened
I fear myself more than anything else
The power at my fingertips

[Chorus]
I prefer the mirror to the screen
It helps me understand the way I feel
A tribute to what might have been
To mask and cover deleted scenes
[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I prefer the mirror to the screen
It helps me understand the way I feel
A tribute to what might have been
To mask and cover deleted scenes