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Attract what you expect
Reflect what you desire
Become what you respect
Mirror what your admire
I have looked in the mirror
But all I could see is a smear
A big smear without the cheer
I have lost my reflection I am in low gear.
The ones who notices the storm in your eyes
Have usually seen you on your highs
It is time to be wise and hit those skies.
Show yourself some love
Not just any sort of
Go find some desire
And fly it like a spitfire
I have looked in the mirror
But all I could see is a smear
A big smear without the cheer
I have lost my reflection
I am in low gear.
The ones who notices the storm in your eyes
Have usually seen you on your highs
It is time to be wise and hit those skies
Show yourself some love
Not just any sort of
Go find some desire
And fly it like a spitfire.
Attract what you expect
Reflect what you desire
Become what you respect
Mirror what your admire
I have looked in the mirror
But all I could see is a smear
A big smear without the cheer
I have lost my reflection I am in low gear.
The ones who notices the storm in your eyes
Have usually seen you on your highs
It is time to be wise and hit those skies.
Show yourself some love
Not just any sort of
Go find some desire
And fly it like a spitfire
I have looked in the mirror
But all I could see is a smear
A big smear without the cheer
I have lost my reflection
I am in low gear.
The ones who notices the storm in your eyes
Have usually seen you on your highs
It is time to be wise and hit those skies
Show yourself some love
Not just any sort of
Go find some desire
And fly it like a spitfire.
Attract what you expect
Reflect what you desire
Become what you respect
Mirror what your admire
I have looked in the mirror
But all I could see is a smear
A big smear without the cheer
I have lost my reflection I am in low gear.
The ones who notices the storm in your eyes
Have usually seen you on your highs
It is time to be wise and hit those skies.
Show yourself some love
Not just any sort of
Go find some desire
And fly it like a spitfire
I have looked in the mirror
But all I could see is a smear
A big smear without the cheer
I have lost my reflection
I am in low gear.
The ones who notices the storm in your eyes
Have usually seen you on your highs
It is time to be wise and hit those skies
Show yourself some love
Not just any sort of
Go find some desire
And fly it like a spitfire.
