Alanis Morissette "Mirror Image" |
They point as they smile Grinning from ear-to-ear Asking to hold me for a while The harder they squeeze (They will do as they please) I can hear all the whispers Saying she'll do fine against the Torture and disasters Her body can handle the blisters I can feel their smiling faces Glaring their blood, tearing eyes through the walls Old faces peering beyond the others Just to mock at my fall Laughing louder to make my ears bleed I'm nothing You feel the sores pounding under the sleeves Losing the strength to swallow the pain and Succeed I've come to believe you've taken my torture as a comical Joke Always been the first to take a finger and poke Time is short for you and shorter for me I'm something As long as you hate me I'm always on your mind Digging at every corner with pride I'm just your mirror image. Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |