| Song | The Mirror |
| Artist | Rebecca Mayes |
| Album | The Epic Win |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.97] | Artist:rebecca mayes |
| [00:02.72] | Songs Title:the mirror |
| [00:04.97] | |
| [00:13.03] | In every game I play, the bodies are the same |
| [00:16.08] | |
| [00:16.95] | Conforming to the one acceptable template |
| [00:19.94] | What's this game we play with our plastic fantasies |
| [00:24.24] | |
| [00:25.33] | So that reality can disappoint us |
| [00:28.53] | |
| [00:29.09] | And when we look in the mirror we look nothing like we're meant to |
| [00:32.77] | |
| [00:33.59] | Who's telling you what's beautiful |
| [00:35.87] | |
| [00:38.63] | Did you even get a chance to make your mind up |
| [00:41.18] | |
| [00:41.97] | Who's telling you what's desirable |
| [00:44.17] | |
| [00:46.91] | Cause you know there's more than one |
| [00:48.72] | There's every flavour under the sun |
| [00:50.01] | |
| [00:50.64] | And I wanna see them all |
| [00:52.84] | |
| [00:53.90] | Where are the real men, the ones who are smiley |
| [00:56.98] | |
| [00:58.02] | The ones who are round and a little bit geeky |
| [01:01.21] | |
| [01:02.20] | The ones who are wild, the ones who are skinny |
| [01:05.32] | |
| [01:06.18] | The ones who are short and a little bit cheeky |
| [01:09.47] | |
| [01:10.47] | Where are the women big boned and proud |
| [01:13.84] | |
| [01:14.65] | With a mouth unafraid to tell you what it's all about |
| [01:17.58] | |
| [01:18.77] | Where are the small breasts like the tenderest, delicate, feather kiss |
| [01:26.07] | |
| [01:27.09] | And when you look in the mirror you look just like you're meant to |
| [01:30.53] | |
| [01:31.54] | Who's telling you what's beautiful |
| [01:33.94] | |
| [01:36.65] | Did you even get a chance to make your mind up |
| [01:39.09] | Who's telling you what's desirable |
| [01:41.65] | |
| [01:44.53] | Cause you know that they dictate |
| [01:45.84] | |
| [01:46.59] | What we love and what we hate |
| [01:47.95] | |
| [01:48.46] | And it really ain't what we deserve |
| [01:50.10] | |
| [01:51.98] | We're addicted to perfection |
| [01:52.92] | |
| [01:54.31] | We're critics of our creation |
| [01:55.43] | |
| [01:56.05] | We're creators of abstraction |
| [01:57.04] | |
| [01:58.98] | Cause what can't we feel in this plastic thrill? |
| [02:04.98] | |
| [02:07.54] | Who's telling you what's beautiful |
| [02:11.53] | |
| [02:15.79] | Who's telling you you're beautiful |
| [00:00.97] | Artist: rebecca mayes |
| [00:02.72] | Songs Title: the mirror |
| [00:04.97] | |
| [00:13.03] | In every game I play, the bodies are the same |
| [00:16.08] | |
| [00:16.95] | Conforming to the one acceptable template |
| [00:19.94] | What' s this game we play with our plastic fantasies |
| [00:24.24] | |
| [00:25.33] | So that reality can disappoint us |
| [00:28.53] | |
| [00:29.09] | And when we look in the mirror we look nothing like we' re meant to |
| [00:32.77] | |
| [00:33.59] | Who' s telling you what' s beautiful |
| [00:35.87] | |
| [00:38.63] | Did you even get a chance to make your mind up |
| [00:41.18] | |
| [00:41.97] | Who' s telling you what' s desirable |
| [00:44.17] | |
| [00:46.91] | Cause you know there' s more than one |
| [00:48.72] | There' s every flavour under the sun |
| [00:50.01] | |
| [00:50.64] | And I wanna see them all |
| [00:52.84] | |
| [00:53.90] | Where are the real men, the ones who are smiley |
| [00:56.98] | |
| [00:58.02] | The ones who are round and a little bit geeky |
| [01:01.21] | |
| [01:02.20] | The ones who are wild, the ones who are skinny |
| [01:05.32] | |
| [01:06.18] | The ones who are short and a little bit cheeky |
| [01:09.47] | |
| [01:10.47] | Where are the women big boned and proud |
| [01:13.84] | |
| [01:14.65] | With a mouth unafraid to tell you what it' s all about |
| [01:17.58] | |
| [01:18.77] | Where are the small breasts like the tenderest, delicate, feather kiss |
| [01:26.07] | |
| [01:27.09] | And when you look in the mirror you look just like you' re meant to |
| [01:30.53] | |
| [01:31.54] | Who' s telling you what' s beautiful |
| [01:33.94] | |
| [01:36.65] | Did you even get a chance to make your mind up |
| [01:39.09] | Who' s telling you what' s desirable |
| [01:41.65] | |
| [01:44.53] | Cause you know that they dictate |
| [01:45.84] | |
| [01:46.59] | What we love and what we hate |
| [01:47.95] | |
| [01:48.46] | And it really ain' t what we deserve |
| [01:50.10] | |
| [01:51.98] | We' re addicted to perfection |
| [01:52.92] | |
| [01:54.31] | We' re critics of our creation |
| [01:55.43] | |
| [01:56.05] | We' re creators of abstraction |
| [01:57.04] | |
| [01:58.98] | Cause what can' t we feel in this plastic thrill? |
| [02:04.98] | |
| [02:07.54] | Who' s telling you what' s beautiful |
| [02:11.53] | |
| [02:15.79] | Who' s telling you you' re beautiful |
| [00:00.97] | Artist: rebecca mayes |
| [00:02.72] | Songs Title: the mirror |
| [00:04.97] | |
| [00:13.03] | In every game I play, the bodies are the same |
| [00:16.08] | |
| [00:16.95] | Conforming to the one acceptable template |
| [00:19.94] | What' s this game we play with our plastic fantasies |
| [00:24.24] | |
| [00:25.33] | So that reality can disappoint us |
| [00:28.53] | |
| [00:29.09] | And when we look in the mirror we look nothing like we' re meant to |
| [00:32.77] | |
| [00:33.59] | Who' s telling you what' s beautiful |
| [00:35.87] | |
| [00:38.63] | Did you even get a chance to make your mind up |
| [00:41.18] | |
| [00:41.97] | Who' s telling you what' s desirable |
| [00:44.17] | |
| [00:46.91] | Cause you know there' s more than one |
| [00:48.72] | There' s every flavour under the sun |
| [00:50.01] | |
| [00:50.64] | And I wanna see them all |
| [00:52.84] | |
| [00:53.90] | Where are the real men, the ones who are smiley |
| [00:56.98] | |
| [00:58.02] | The ones who are round and a little bit geeky |
| [01:01.21] | |
| [01:02.20] | The ones who are wild, the ones who are skinny |
| [01:05.32] | |
| [01:06.18] | The ones who are short and a little bit cheeky |
| [01:09.47] | |
| [01:10.47] | Where are the women big boned and proud |
| [01:13.84] | |
| [01:14.65] | With a mouth unafraid to tell you what it' s all about |
| [01:17.58] | |
| [01:18.77] | Where are the small breasts like the tenderest, delicate, feather kiss |
| [01:26.07] | |
| [01:27.09] | And when you look in the mirror you look just like you' re meant to |
| [01:30.53] | |
| [01:31.54] | Who' s telling you what' s beautiful |
| [01:33.94] | |
| [01:36.65] | Did you even get a chance to make your mind up |
| [01:39.09] | Who' s telling you what' s desirable |
| [01:41.65] | |
| [01:44.53] | Cause you know that they dictate |
| [01:45.84] | |
| [01:46.59] | What we love and what we hate |
| [01:47.95] | |
| [01:48.46] | And it really ain' t what we deserve |
| [01:50.10] | |
| [01:51.98] | We' re addicted to perfection |
| [01:52.92] | |
| [01:54.31] | We' re critics of our creation |
| [01:55.43] | |
| [01:56.05] | We' re creators of abstraction |
| [01:57.04] | |
| [01:58.98] | Cause what can' t we feel in this plastic thrill? |
| [02:04.98] | |
| [02:07.54] | Who' s telling you what' s beautiful |
| [02:11.53] | |
| [02:15.79] | Who' s telling you you' re beautiful |