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Blindfolded only to hear blank words of crooked smiles. Crawling out of my skin to see a broken reflection of myself. Sacrifices at the altar. Pull the
A reflection of pain that's seldom felt, I feel that all is never heard, all creations should have their rights, even if it means you will not prosper
me well Wearing thin, wearing down, my heart is bleeding out My hands shake as I hold this weight Of another hard molded face without a name The reflection
loved for who I am Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don't know? Must I pretend that I'm someone else for all time? When will my reflection
notice that phrase thorough vileness of his delivery ninty seven cars and free love kiss the masters feet poor soul searching all this seen deeper stillness
Two sevens together like time, indefinite Trying to catch the glass before it falls Without a frown can you turn up the stereo? I wanna play you this
world But everything is dark Winter shade gentle breeze This is the last The last movement The night is falling To the velvet ground This is the last The last reflection
fun scaring them away In my reflection, hidden underneath the imperfections All the stories of my life and all its lessons I can see what you can't see in my reflection
day 'Cause there's no stopping me when You're by my side Oh Lord, want You to see Your reflection in my face Oh Lord, want You to see Your reflection
Denied from myself And everything reflects On all my thoughts of you So help me now And how I've been Because nothing hurts As much as what you did to
my reason, in your eyes I see compassion. When you look into my heart, what do you see? Do you find an image of a man, or can you see your reflection
He steps away from his car with a song He was wrong He should have known all along With wary eyes and uncertain grin fall out I saved your voice trouble
all see. You are fighting with yourself. You remind me of someone else. Then it hit me. I did not see. I am talking to myself. I am lying to myself. To my own reflection
at me. Why is my reflection someone I don't know Somehow I cannot hide who I am, Though I've tried. When will my reflection show, Who I am inside. When will my reflection
Get pretty but you and me We got the kingdom, we got the key We got the empire, now as then We don't doubt, we don't take direction Lucretia, my reflection