LYRIC FOR SALE

By Justin Trahan

I get out of my shower
Wipe it off with my towel
And I say
Will this be the day
That’ll I’ll start out trying
But is followed by a silence

I have to ask it
Cause I think it’s fit
To talk to me
Or what I see
I keep asking it tho
But my mirror doesn’t know

I leave it at home
Maybe the time alone
Will make it’s time
Sync up with mine
But at the end of my day
I go back to say
Tell me some how
Can you answer me now

I have to ask it
Cause I think it’s fit
To talk to me
Or what I see
I keep asking it tho
But my mirror doesn’t know

I go off to bed
Stuck in my head
How could it see
Looking at me
Is it a rejection
From my own reflection

I have to ask it
Cause I think it’s fit
To talk to me
Or what I see
I keep asking it tho
But my mirror doesn’t know