she there at all? Pictures in the mirror, pictures she never knew Pictures in the mirror, always reflecting you Not such an ordinary life Pictures in the mirror Pictures in the mirror
streetwise after all Was she there at all? Pictures in the mirror, pictures she never knew Pictures in the mirror, always reflecting you Not such an ordinary life Pictures in the mirror
Traduction: The Living End. Photos In The Mirror.
a c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won't go away I keep pressin' like my phone is afraid To be the star, so I end it
like we just pissed away our history, But just today, I looked at your picture, almost hate to say, I miss you self consciously, wish it didn't end this
own man, not even him can save him He put his faith in a, thirty-eight in his waist But when you live by the gun you die by the same fate End up, dead
c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won?t go away I keep pressin? like my phone is afraid To be a star, so I end it and
and it lasts I wake up I'm not sure I wanted to find the light something just didn't feel right I needed an answer to end all my searching I look in the mirror the picture
fria y en la noche te busque Hasta enloquecer Pero tu Llegaste a mi vida como una luz Sanando las heridas de mi corazon Y haciendome sentir Vivo otra vez I look in the mirror, the picture
, ow We live from Zip's in Harlem tonight Two in the mornin' (Come on) Krillz Yeah, yo, yo He thinks he's A, she thinks she's VA Singin' in the mirror
feels like we just pissed away our history And just today, I looked at your picture, almost hate to say I miss you self consciously, wish it didn't end
picture of the truth and tried to develop it Had proof, it was only recognized by the intelligent Took the negative and positive, 'cause niggas got to live
the same time But we all know how it all wraps up in the end So maybe tomorrow we'll find A taste for the old days Hard lessons we've left behind This mirror
I look in the mirror, I see another face Waiting for my end will be my painful race My appearance has altered since I consulted my surgeon He told me
know theres no hope Were only scapegoats Living in a world full of hypocrites and turncoats But if you believe the mirror holds the most beautiful picture
a c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won't go away I keep pressin' like my phone is afraid To be a star, so I end it and
you As though you had no choice Tell me, isn't that your picture? Isn't that your voice? If you don't live what you sing about Your mirror is going to
