Mirror, mirror on the wall
Do you know a thing at all
to help me now to truly see
who is this staring back at me?
Your features fit you like a glove.
The face, maybe, somebody loves
while keeping distance all the while.
But, my dear love, why don't you smile?
Behind your lovely painted mouth
lie words that will never get out.
Their acid dribbles down your chin.
Is this, sweetheart, why you don't grin?
And if you'd look into your eyes
you'd see the cracks, they bleed the lies.
Denial traces down your cheek.
Oh my sweet love, why don't you speak?
And now the mask peels from your face.
You're nothing but this human race.
The tears burn lines as black as coal
until you're bare, we see your soul
Kiss the mirror.
Close your eyes.
It's time to give up your disguise.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
you can't see the truth at all.
Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 3:14 PM UTC
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Do you know a thing at all
to help me now to truly see
who is this staring back at me?
Your features fit you like a glove.
The face, maybe, somebody loves
while keeping distance all the while.
But, my dear love, why don't you smile?
Behind your lovely painted mouth
lie words that will never get out.
Their acid dribbles down your chin.
Is this, sweetheart, why you don't grin?
And if you'd look into your eyes
you'd see the cracks, they bleed the lies.
Denial traces down your cheek.
Oh my sweet love, why don't you speak?
And now the mask peels from your face.
You're nothing but this human race.
The tears burn lines as black as coal
until you're bare, we see your soul
Kiss the mirror.
Close your eyes.
It's time to give up your disguise.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
you can't see the truth at all.