Make no mistake I don’t do anything for free
I keep my enemies closer than my mirror ever gets to me.
And if you think that there is shelter in this attitude,
wait ‘til you feel the warmth of my gratitude.

(One) I get the feeling that it’s two against one.
(One) I’m already fighting me, so what’s another one?
(One) The mirror is a trigger and your mouth’s a gun.
(One) Lucky for me, I’m not the only one.

And if it looks to me like you in your reflection…
Plan to add your own fight to this dimension.
Then tell it that this ain’t no free-for-all to see,
there’s only three…It’s just you and me against me.

(One) I get the feeling that it’s two against one.
(One) I’m already fighting me, so what’s another one?
(One) The mirror is a trigger and your mouth’s a gun.
(One) Lucky for me, I’m not the only one.

Lucky for me, I’m not the only one.

And if your foot’s on to sick a thousand ‘yes men’, brand or brake
into the middle of this little plan…
Then there’s your plan to hear me say, that I won’t play around
the way, anyway, I plan to plan around them.

(One) I get the feeling that it’s two against one.
(One) I’m already fighting me, so what’s another one?
(One) The mirror is a trigger and your mouth’s a gun.
(One) Lucky for me, I’m not the only one.

Lucky for me, I’m not the only one.