mirror, mirror
Mirror, mirror, dont look at me that way
disgust in your eyes, and shame on your face
Mirror, mirror, please dont stare
I've already done my makeup and fixed my hair
Mirror, mirror, im never perfect in your eyes
you always give me an image that makes me wanna cry
you make all the other girls pretty but why not me
I stare at the mirror and admit defeat.
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