Girl before the mirror
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Appraises her disguise
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Child become a mother
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Tries to fix her eyes
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No more of his excuses
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It has to be today
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She can keep her fantasy
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If she can get away
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Paint her name on a one-way street
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Painted cheeks with angry heat
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Wounded pride on painted eyes
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Paint the night with battle cries
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All puffed up with vanity
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We see what we want to see
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To the beautiful and the wise
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The mirror always lies
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Boy before the mirror
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Checks his camouflage
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Polishes his armor
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And the charger in the garage
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No more lame excuses
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It has to be tonight
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He can take the princess
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If he can take the fight
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Pound the drums with martial beat
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Pound the streets with marching feet
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Wounded pride, distorted eyes
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Paint the night with battle cries
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All puffed up with vanity
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We see what we want to see
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To the powerful and the wise
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The mirror always lies
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Boys and girls together
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Mistake conceit for pride
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Ambition for illusion
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Dreams for self-delusion
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Girls and boys together
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See what it is we lack
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Boys and girls together
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Let's paint the mirror black
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Paint it black
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War Paint
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