Infinite hips

Figure eight mind

Doubt swallows up time and figure ate mine

Down from a 12

I figure eight's fine

But when I look at up the screen my figure ain't mine

Left to the lenses

I'm nothing like the lindsays

I'm on the right hand of god

Kin to the kizzy's

A slave to fashion

Ask'em if I'm pretty

They might tell you yeah

But she need to drop fifty

Mirror mirror

Show me clearer

I can't be what I see

Mirror mirror

Draw me nearer

Can I be more than I see

Yeah

I caught a glance of someone I know

Yet he's a stranger

Uncomfortably different

Must forget him out of anger

He isn't what I aim for

A relic of my misses

Divorce it my wish is

I am but a painter

Dissatisfied with a poor self portrait

That leaves me mortified but some find it gorgeous

Success less

I am not

Nor full

Off excessive amounts of bull

Push to the limit but I got no pull

Must be out of shape like I'm fresh off of holiday

Prey to the wolves that are cloaked in wool

So I gotta pray

That some how I'll find a way

To see who I am when I address my reflection

King dressed as a peasant

He's refreshingly pleasant

I see it in my future

I guess it is destined

Hard to see the gift when you're living in the present

Mirror mirror

Show me clearer

I can't be what I see

Mirror mirror

Draw me nearer

Can I be more than I see

Yeah

Eh

Don't you know you're beautiful

When there's enough to get

Can't enough

So some tuck and nip to fix it up

All to get plumper lips or lift their butt

Some dudes pop prescripts to get it up

A pick me up of sorts thinking man this better help

All this for what

Of course to feel better bout your yourself

But I'm gonna fail if I don't see the wealth in my

Own self

No lie

Farewell

Goodbye

Mirror mirror

Show me clearer

I can't be what I see

Mirror mirror

Draw me nearer

Can I be more than I see

Yeah

Repeat