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Two Faced Mirror
I can't relate to those who fear their face
Hide as you want and i see as you are
Don't bent the real, show me as you feel
And i name you friend as we laugh
Surprise of life how works the disguise
All this dies, the time comes to realize
You have to face the fake image what got you amazed
Everyone who you know, make a part of you
But not every part will work from heart
You can choose which one to hold on to
But they will decide what to trasmform you into
Shatter the glass, doesn't matter
A broken mirror shows the same face
Changing it wouldn't fit
To me the person isn't me
I have no filter, an act to remember
I hate from the start or love you forever
I become a part of what i want
So be sincere or be ready to tear
Daytime night time stuck in now
Late or early the death comes dearly
You can try to make up a new face
You won't trick death's mace
Let me run on my road of dust
I never needed your guidence of lies
I never knew you all would make me sleep,
Wake me up and tell me about my own dream
Maybe you feel like you are in control
Until the moment they can take over
Then you will realise in the dark glassroom
Even you can't even tell the difference between them and you
Hide as you want and i see as you are
Don't bent the real, show me as you feel
And i name you friend as we laugh
Surprise of life how works the disguise
All this dies, the time comes to realize
You have to face the fake image what got you amazed
Everyone who you know, make a part of you
But not every part will work from heart
You can choose which one to hold on to
But they will decide what to trasmform you into
Shatter the glass, doesn't matter
A broken mirror shows the same face
Changing it wouldn't fit
To me the person isn't me
I have no filter, an act to remember
I hate from the start or love you forever
I become a part of what i want
So be sincere or be ready to tear
Daytime night time stuck in now
Late or early the death comes dearly
You can try to make up a new face
You won't trick death's mace
Let me run on my road of dust
I never needed your guidence of lies
I never knew you all would make me sleep,
Wake me up and tell me about my own dream
Maybe you feel like you are in control
Until the moment they can take over
Then you will realise in the dark glassroom
Even you can't even tell the difference between them and you
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