| A second look in the mirror
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| Bewildered eyes, slightly red
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| A second chance to calm down
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| I’m not that crazy
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| Take a deep breath, easy now
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| What more can I do to make you happy?
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| How far must I go before I’m done?
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| What more should I do to get some peace of mind?
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| Just leave me alone!
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| Walls closing in, pressures build up high
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| Weak as you are: blind to see it’s but a storm in a glass
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| Don’t turn away, for mirrors do not lie
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| Why not accept yourself just for who you are?
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| A second glimpse to make sure I’m looking normal again
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| Internal conversations
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| Can’t make them shut up
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| Take a deep breath, once again
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| What’s left of the girl I used to know now?
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| What’s wrong
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| It is hard for her to be that face in the mirror:
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| It’s her own so calm down again and know you’re stronger
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| Walls closing in, pressures build up high
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| Weak as you are: blind to see it’s but a storm in a glass
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| Don’t turn away, the mirror did not lie?
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| Why not accept yourself just for who you are?
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| That’s who you are!
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| Just leave me alone!
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| Walls closing in, pressures build up high
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| Weak as you are, too blind to see it’s but a storm in a glass
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| Don’t turn away
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| Mirrors never lie
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| Why not accept yours for who you are?
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| What more can I do to make you happy? |
| (make you happy)
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| How far must I go before I’m done?
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| What more should I do to get some peace of mind?
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| What’s left of the girl I used to know now?
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| What’s wrong, it is hard for her to be
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| That face in the mirror: It’s her own, so calm the storm!
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| While closing in, pressures build up high
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| Weak as you are, too blind to see it was a storm in a glass |