I see him,
Looking back,
Through the glass.
My worst enemy
Looking back at me.
In the mirror he stand,
A gun in his hand.
Raise it to my head.
Load one in the chamber,
Lethal as cancer,
With this, my life he'll cancel.
One bang,
And my body in a bag.
My happy self dead,
Now i'm only a shadow
Of what i was.
Dead.
