He´s a boy who don´t like to watch into the mirror
Cause certain things produce a complex
He torture himself for what his eyes sees to open them up
He wish to shut that pain making it disappear
´Some people talk on your back
Children laughing seeing at you
Words that make you wanna hide away´(x2)
*But it´s madness to think you´ll keep on being the same
You features mark your personality
And make them disappear is disappear with them*
The boy doubt between the reason and the make-up happiness
He believe to can change his life with a surgical operation
But he struggle to lose his identity
He is frighten by the murmurs
And he´s grieve by the scatter poison
He think about to change the image he sees in the mirror
*Chorus
The boy look down at the ground and weep
He sense himself pointed to when he walk through the street
With doubts in the pockets he look for an escape
*Chorus
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