| You can’t seem to see past your own reflection
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| Caught up in the halls of your introspection
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| And you’re staring at your mirror on the wall
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| Asking «Who is the fairest of them all?»
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| 'Cause Lord I know, it’s not me
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| If only you could see
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| That you’ve already been set free
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| Well come on, come on
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| Let’s throw our mirrors down
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| Yeah come on, come on
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| Let’s shatter the glass on the ground
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| Well you say «Hold on, if I could just try this one thing
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| Well I know I can change and that would change everything»
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| But a house made of mirrors never helped you see any clearer
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| It’s yourself you can’t see past
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| And Lord, isn’t that just like me?
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| If only we could see, that He’s already set us free
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| Well come on, come on
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| Let’s throw our mirrors down
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| Yeah come on, come on
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| Let’s shatter the glass on the ground
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| Oh, oh
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| Freedom’s waiting for you now
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| So come on, come on
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| And throw your mirrors down
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| Come on, if you’re tired take a step outside
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| You might find that you can forget about yourself tonight
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| Oh, come on if you’re tired of failed attempts to try
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| Freedom’s waiting when you look outside
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| Come on, if you’re tired take a step outside
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| You might find you can forget about yourself tonight
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| Yeah, come if you’re tired of your failed attempts to try
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| Freedom is waiting when you look outside
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| Well come on, come on
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| Let’s throw our mirrors down
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| Yeah come on, come on
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| Let’s shatter the glass on the ground
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| Freedom’s waiting for you now
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| So come on, come on and throw your mirrors down |