People got me acting real bitter ya they f*cking with my rhythm
I'm not a quitter but I'm acting real villainous
Stabbed in the back
Ya still kind of feeling that
Trash will be trash
Don't get mad get glad
I'm not perfect but I'll meet you in the middle
It's not a riddle you are dealing with a realer man
No riddle no realer
No riddle no realer
People should
Realize
I'm not broke
I'm
Just damaged
I don't rely
On hope
I
Seem to manage
Making my demons vanish
Dissappear
My heads clear
Doubting my abilities
That's why I'm acting differently
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
One two
I'm looking at you
Three four
You can't ignore
Five six
Age comes quick
Seven eight
You can't escape me
I must see something in this man in the mirror
But why does he watch me
Waste away
I must see something in this man in the mirror
But why does he watch me
Waste away
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
JUSS1Ø - MIRRORS Lyrics
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People got me acting real bitter ya they f*cking with my rhythm
I'm not a quitter but I'm acting real villainous
Stabbed in the back
Ya still kind of feeling that
Trash will be trash
Don't get mad get glad
I'm not perfect but I'll meet you in the middle
It's not a riddle you are dealing with a realer man
No riddle no realer
No riddle no realer
People should
Realize
I'm not broke
I'm
Just damaged
I don't rely
On hope
I
Seem to manage
Making my demons vanish
Dissappear
My heads clear
Doubting my abilities
That's why I'm acting differently
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
One two
I'm looking at you
Three four
You can't ignore
Five six
Age comes quick
Seven eight
You can't escape me
I must see something in this man in the mirror
But why does he watch me
Waste away
I must see something in this man in the mirror
But why does he watch me
Waste away
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not a quitter but I'm acting real villainous
Stabbed in the back
Ya still kind of feeling that
Trash will be trash
Don't get mad get glad
I'm not perfect but I'll meet you in the middle
It's not a riddle you are dealing with a realer man
No riddle no realer
No riddle no realer
People should
Realize
I'm not broke
I'm
Just damaged
I don't rely
On hope
I
Seem to manage
Making my demons vanish
Dissappear
My heads clear
Doubting my abilities
That's why I'm acting differently
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
One two
I'm looking at you
Three four
You can't ignore
Five six
Age comes quick
Seven eight
You can't escape me
I must see something in this man in the mirror
But why does he watch me
Waste away
I must see something in this man in the mirror
But why does he watch me
Waste away
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
I'm not the same person that I was once before
I barely recognize myself when I walk through my door
I'm looking in my mirror
And the taste is bitter
Do I see a winner
Do I see a sinner
All I got to do is wipe it down to see me clearer
Nearly cried a river
Replaced it with liquor
I got my hand on my triggers
Writer: Justin Nee
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