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Miss CellophanePeople always look right through me, / It's like I'm never there. / There's nothing there, nothing to see

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Fear of FatShe stares into the mirror / And sees her ugly face / She just wants to be pretty

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MirrorIt creeps into my room again, / filling me with fear. / I wish it would just go away

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