Do you remember looking in the mirror and seeing someone who isn't yourself? First, all I could see is was this face. ... And in my head was this slow crazy melody, like a tune from another world And then I saw a room. This queer mirrored room I didn't even touching it. But I couldn't see myself. My reflection wasn't in it. I couldn't see myself in the mirror. And then I saw, I thought I saw somebody else in it.