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(feat. Esham) "Ladies and gentlemen, the house of mirrors For just one bet, venture through this wonderful exhibit See yourself in all the weird shapes and sizes You, young man, would you like to go into the house of mirrors Well, okay Have a good time, son And good luck finding your way out Wait a minute, I don't like it in here Hey, wait a minute, let me out of here Let...there's dead bodies in here There's dead bodies in here I don't like it in here!!!" [Violent J] Step inside, come my way This here is your fatal day You have lied, they have cried Now your life has been denied Look into the big mirror Your reflection is so clear Devil's head, rotting flesh With the snakes inside your chest In the mirror you can't hide You've been granted Jacob's lide Letras de cancionesWhipping fear, spinning pain All you crying is in vain You're the beast you never knew This reflects the things you do Others starving down the block Richie's heart is like a ro From Letras Mania