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The demon in the mirror
I look at that girl
And hate her on sight
I see everything wrong, like looking through glass.
C'mon. Don't eat like a pig,
And blame it on genetics.
Does she care about anything?
Seriously, put some effort in.
Maybe if you actually got a job
You'd be able to afford something nice.
Nice mask, but it's not working, sweetie.
Ugh shut up.
Or say something interesting for once.
And that fake nice demeanor?
Don't you see you're transparent?
They all know you're selfish.
Your friends say they love you,
That you're sweet, and you're fun.
And you actually believed that?
So the question is simple...
How can you look at yourself
And believe all of those lies?
Don't you know
That demons and mirrors
Go hand in hand?
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