Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
my mask is about to fall;
The faux, rehearsed smile
I wore for a while,
has turned into frown,
and in sorrow, I drown.Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
maybe I am not fine at all;
I think I am missing a part;
Tell me how to fill a hollow heart.
05. mirror, mirror
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
my mask is about to fall;
The faux, rehearsed smile
I wore for a while,
has turned into frown,
and in sorrow, I drown.Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
maybe I am not fine at all;
I think I am missing a part;
Tell me how to fill a hollow heart.