Mirror, mirror on the wall, nearly wish I had the balls to look you in the eye, but I
turn, I propose that we wait until the morning, there's one thousand things to fix and I'm
feeling pretty sick, I prefer the window.
And mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? Not you, your foolish
dreams, you're in the last five hundred, for ninety-nine are flies, swatted mercilessly
tight before they made it to the jam jar.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? Not you, your foolish dreams, you're in the last five hundred, for ninety-nine are flies, swatted mercilessly
tight before they made it to the jam jar.
Mirror, mirror in the trash, I tried but wound up smashing you, too sad, too old, too bashful, I swear I have a good side, best to keep it stashed.
If you want to say it, best you look away.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? Not you, your foolish dreams, you're in the last five hundred, for ninety-nine are flies, swatted mercilessly
tight before they made it to the jam jar.
Commend? Commend? I am the fairest of them all.
Commend? Commend? I am the fairest of them all.
Commend? Commend? I am the fairest of them all.
Commend? Commend? I am the fairest of them all.
Commend? Commend? I am the fairest of them all.
Commend? Commend? I am the fairest of them all.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all? Not you, your foolish dreams, you're in the last five hundred, for ninety-nine are flies, swatted mercilessly
tight before they made it to the jam jar.