Lyrics
I used to think I was unique, that I would never be swayed.
I used to believe I was unique and resistant to influence.
I was convinced that I could never be changed.
I was certain that I could not be changed.
I was naive, thinking I'd be any different than those
I was naive, thinking I would be different from those I disrespected.
Those who I had no respect for.
Referring to individuals without respect in the past.
I refused to see, held on to my beliefs, that I was somehow better than them.
I refused to acknowledge that I might be similar to them.
I'm not better than them.
Realization that I am not superior to those I disrespected.
And I can't help but think that I've sacrificed the qualities
I fear I sacrificed unique qualities that set me apart from others.
That keep me distinct from everyone else.
Doubting if arrogance led me to lose distinctive qualities.
Am I so arrogant that I
Questioning if I am too arrogant to see my similarity to what I despise.
Believe I'm not another version of what I have come to despise?
Reflecting on the possibility that I am just another version of what I hate.
Once my breath had left the mirror, I could see myself much clearer.
Realization dawns after self-reflection.
I couldn't hide from who I had become.
Unable to hide from the person I have become.
Just as guilty as everyone.
Admitting guilt and acknowledging similarity to others.
My reflection doesn't look, doesn't look the same.
My reflection is no longer the same, suggesting change.
I'm staring at an unfamiliar face.
Confronting an unfamiliar and changed version of oneself.
And I can't help but think that I've sacrificed the qualities
Reiteration of sacrificing unique qualities.
That keep me distinct from everyone else.
Doubting arrogance and its impact on individuality.
Am I so arrogant that I
Questioning if arrogance blinds one to their own flaws.
Believe I'm not another version of what I have come to despise?
Acknowledging the possibility of being what is despised.
The image I expected to see was no longer staring back at me.
The expected self-image is not present, indicating change.
The image I expected to see was no longer staring back at me.
Repetition for emphasis on the altered self-image.
Enemy, staring back at me.
The changed self is perceived as an enemy.
Enemy, staring back at me.
Reiteration of the self as an enemy.
And I can't help but think, have I sacrificed everything?
Contemplation on the potential sacrifice of everything.
And I can't help but think that I've sacrificed the qualities
Repeating the concern about sacrificing distinctive qualities.
That keep me distinct from everyone else.
Reiteration of doubts about arrogance and individuality.
Am I so arrogant that I
Continued questioning of arrogance blinding self-awareness.
Believe I'm not another version of what I have come to despise?
Reflecting on the possibility of being what is despised.
I'm just another version of what I have come to despise.
Acknowledging being just another version of what is despised.
My reflection doesn't look, doesn't look the same.
Final affirmation of the altered and unfamiliar self.
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