Like it's really
Dark and heavy
Way I'm feeling
Least I'm pretty
Permanent, relevant
Common sense
Born again
Cinnamon
Heaven sent
Feminine
Born again
And in the corner of the room
Next to my shoes and boots
And I can never turn away
Front of the mirror when I say
If I'm me
Then who
Who are you?
Who the fuck are you?
It's my
My reflection
Lookin' at, lookin' at me
Could it be, could it be me
Who do I, who do I see
I don't know what to believe
Lookin' at, lookin' at me
Could it be, could it be me
If I am me, then who the fuck are you?
She looks so pretty living in my dream
Gimme a soul
Gimme a role
Gimme a face
Gimme a face
Gimme a name
Falling to pieces like it's meant to be
I'm lookin' at me
Could it be, could it be me?
Who do I, who do I see?
Light a candle
If it gets too much
I can't handle the distance of futures
If it's simple
Then why am I making up versions of me?
In the corner of the room
Next to my shoes and boots
And I can never turn away
Front of the mirror when I say
If I'm me
Then who
Who are you?
Who the fuck are you?
It's my
My reflection
Lookin' at, lookin' at me (Me)
Could it be, could it be me (Me)
Who do I, who do I see (See)
I don't know what to believe (Me)
Lookin' at, lookin' at me (Me)
Could it be, could it be me
If I am me, then who the fuck are you?
She looks so pretty living in my dream
Gimme a soul
Gimme a role
Gimme a face
Gimme a face
Gimme a name
Falling to pieces like it's meant to be
I'm lookin' at me
Could it be, could it be me (Me)
Who do I, who do I see
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