she there at all? Pictures in the mirror, pictures she never knew Pictures in the mirror, always reflecting you Not such an ordinary life Pictures in the mirror Pictures in the mirror
streetwise after all Was she there at all? Pictures in the mirror, pictures she never knew Pictures in the mirror, always reflecting you Not such an ordinary life Pictures in the mirror
Пераклад: The Living End. Фатаграфіі ў люстэрка.
fria y en la noche te busque Hasta enloquecer Pero tu Llegaste a mi vida como una luz Sanando las heridas de mi corazon Y haciendome sentir Vivo otra vez I look in the mirror, the picture
, ow We live from Zip's in Harlem tonight Two in the mornin' (Come on) Krillz Yeah, yo, yo He thinks he's A, she thinks she's VA Singin' in the mirror
feels like we just pissed away our history And just today, I looked at your picture, almost hate to say I miss you self consciously, wish it didn't end
picture of the truth and tried to develop it Had proof, it was only recognized by the intelligent Took the negative and positive, 'cause niggas got to live
the same time But we all know how it all wraps up in the end So maybe tomorrow we'll find A taste for the old days Hard lessons we've left behind This mirror
I look in the mirror, I see another face Waiting for my end will be my painful race My appearance has altered since I consulted my surgeon He told me
know theres no hope Were only scapegoats Living in a world full of hypocrites and turncoats But if you believe the mirror holds the most beautiful picture
a c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won't go away I keep pressin' like my phone is afraid To be a star, so I end it and
you As though you had no choice Tell me, isn't that your picture? Isn't that your voice? If you don't live what you sing about Your mirror is going to
don't know what I'ma hit (yo) I live by the word until I die by your sword Even when I'm dead my head will live inside your RCA cords I wait for the right
c-section, a gross display Sleep never, and Rolaids, deep lessons won't go away I keep pressin' like my phone is afraid To be the star, so I end it and
, probably live with us, they can mimic us It's sort of what we seein? in the cinemas Take a look in the mirror And see the bigger picture It?s good
a try Or you'll never know who you might have been And just remember, nothing is the end of the world Until the world comes to an end Still, there's a
Critically acclaimed until my last day Y'all better stand up or sit down 'cause I'ma be here Pull up a beach chair and pop you a Becks beer I'ma live
