Girl In The Mirror

[VERSE]
You can always sense (with me)
When things ain’t (quite right)
I barely speak (I can’t seem)
To sit still (tight)
There’s many things (that run n pass)
Through my (mind)
It’s hard to show (when you’re)
The only one (with your eyes)

[PRE-CHORUS]
Life expects me (to be strong)
Doesn’t always mean (I’ve got to)
Sing that song (need to take it)
Easy on yourself (I need to take it)
(Easy on myself)

[CHORUS]
I’ve been picking lil fights (with the)
Girl in the mirror (with the)
Girl in the mirror (stressing me)
(To be a woman )
Oh I don’t need this (today)
I don’t know quite (what to say)
(To the girl in the mirror)
I’ve been picking lil fights (with the)
Girl in the mirror (with the)
Girl in the mirror (mirror)
Mirror (mirror)
Picking lil fights (with the)
Girl in the mirror (with the)
Girl in the mirror (mirror)
Mirror (mirror)

[VERSE]
Take this time (to think)
(things out right)
Coz when I’m weak (all I seem)
To do is fight
There’s many ways that (I could say)
I’m not fine (instead I hold it back)
With water filling (my eyes)

[PRE-CHORUS]
Life expects me (to be strong)
Doesn’t always mean (I’ve got to)
Sing that song (need to take it)
Easy on yourself (I need to take it)
(Easy on myself)

[CHORUS]
I’ve been picking lil fights (with the)
Girl in the mirror (with the)
Girl in the mirror (stressing me)
(To be a woman )
Oh I don’t need this (today)
I don’t know quite (what to say)
(To the girl in the mirror)
I’ve been picking lil fights (with the)
Girl in the mirror (with the)
Girl in the mirror (mirror)
Mirror (mirror)
Picking lil fights (with the)
Girl in the mirror (with the)
Girl in the mirror (mirror)
Mirror (mirror).

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