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)