Versus the Mirror

When did everything begin to change?
Spending every night alone behind this screen.
I’ve been working endless in my brain.
Still I can’t seem to find a place between
and now I’ve been seeing creatures
getting comfortable around this place.
So Doctor, looking at my features,
tell me what you see, am I insane?
That’s when I tell myself,
«I don’t care that you’ve started wearing down.
You better step it up, step it up. The timing is right.
The only one you’re fighting is staring in the mirror.
You better make it work, make it work.
The timing is right and it’s only a test, it’s only a test.»
Suffering a bit of doubt inside.
Seeing the reflection only makes it feel real.
I’ve been tossed around a time or two.
Funny in the way I seem to hang on still.
But I can hold it all together.
Paint a grin across the top of it.
But lately I am thinking maybe
it’d be better off to just give in.
That’s when I tell myself,
«I don’t care that you’ve started wearing down.
You better step it up, step it up. The timing is right.
The only one you’re fighting is staring in the mirror.
You better make it work, make it work.
The timing is right and it’s only a test, it’s only a test.»
And it’s like the closure comes from up under suddenly.
So make a point to keep an eye on the shuffling.
«I don’t care that you’ve started wearing down.
You better step it up, step it up. The timing is right.
The only one you’re fighting is staring in the mirror.
You better make it work, make it work.
The timing is right and it’s only a test, it’s only a test.»