[Verse 1 Carolyn Malachi] Infinite hips, figure eight mind Doubt swallows up time and figure ate mine Down from a 12, I figure eights fine But when I look at up the screen my figure aint mine Left to the lenses, Im nothing like the Lindsays Im on the right hand of God, kin to the Kizzys A slave to fashion, askem if Im pretty They might tell you Yeah, but she need to drop fifty. [Hook Carolyn Malachi] Mirror Mirror Show me clearer I cant be what I see Mirror Mirror Draw me nearer Can I be more than I see , yeah! [Verse 2 Substantial] I caught a glance of someone I know, yet hes a stranger Uncomfortably different, must forget him out of anger He isnt what I aim for A relic of my misses Divorce it my wish is I am but a painter Dissatisfied with a poor self portrait That leaves me mortified but some find it gorgeous Successless, I am not, nor full Off excessive amounts of bull Push to the limit but I got no pull Must be out of shape like Im fresh off of holiday Prey to the wolves that are cloaked in wool So I gotta pray, that some how Ill find a way To see who I am when I address my reflection King dressed as a peasant, hes refreshingly pleasant I see it in my future. I guess it is destined Hard to see the gift when youre living in the present [Hook] [Bridge Carolyn Malachi] Eh... Dont you know youre beautiful? [Verse 3 Substantial] When theres enough to get, cant enough So some tuck and nip to fix it up All to get plumper lips or lift their butt Some dudes pop prescripts to get it up A pick me up of sorts thinking man this better help All this for what? Of course to feel better bout your yourself But Im gonna fail if I dont see the wealth in my Own self, no lie. Farewell, goodbye! [Hook]
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