Back Inside the Glass

A twisted knife
 (A porcelain reflection)
 Where sorrys die
 (And my mind is the murder weapon)
 I know I could control it
 (But it's so consuming once it's in)
 A maniac in bilocation
 (Stretched in two different directions)
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 And I know that the pain is coming
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 The regret has slithered into me
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 And I know that the pain is coming
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 Now I'm back to what I used to be
 A manic in denial
 (A speculum injection)
 A parasite
 (It swims through my intestines)
 Outward appearance can be
 Deceptive in the process of
 Dividing
 Designing
 (Open the door)
 (Open the fucking door)
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 And I know that the pain is coming
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 The regret has slithered into me
 (Now I'm back inside the glass)
 And I know that the pain is coming
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 Now I'm back
 When the thing I tried to kill
 In this redesign of self
 ♪
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 And I know that the pain is coming
 Now I'm back inside the glass
 The regret has slithered into me
 Slithering
 Into me
 Becoming
 Designing
 Slithering
 Into me
 Open up and let it back inside
 Open up and let it back inside
 Open up and let it back inside
 Open up and let it back in
 Now I've got (Refracting)
 What I need (Shimmering)
 It's in me (Suffering)