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LOOKING THROUGHT MY OWN RELFECTION,

STEARING IT IN THE EYE,

CLOSING ALL THE DOORS TO ALL MY ISSUES

LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO HIDE,

THEY CAN FIND ME I'LL BE HOLDING IT TO MY CHEST,

IF I PANIC I MAY SLIP AND IT WILL BE A MESS,

IT'S OK THOUGHT IT'S JUST A  REFLECTION,

WISHING TO HARD

LOST ALL MY PROMISES

IT DOESN'T MATTER I'M HERE EVERYDAY

IT'S THE WAY I LIVE SO WHAT WITH THE MISERY IN ME

NO LONGER SERVING THE ONES THE CALL US FREAKS

AND EXPECTS US TO LIVE IN THE AGANY

THEY PUSH US TO

I AM ONE AND I AM ALL GOOD NO ONE UNDERSTANDS ME

AND I DON'T THINK THEY WOULD WANT TO