Mirror! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
We gone need a second to
Begin this thing we wrecking, ooh
Check on you, we reckon you
Be careful who you stepping to
You don't know what's in my mind
Or why I write these words, unkind
Try to find, what's under rind
Then I can be my own divine
Sit in my room cuz I feel this way
Don't really know what I feel this day
Grandmamas gone, back to Iran, inside her mind, but I feel the same
Maybe I'll go make a tune today
Then I can go to the moon to pray
For all of our earth, and heavenly fathers
And all of our heavy hearts, dismay
This is a song for the dead
We wish you were here instead
Gone far away, but you can't escape
Cause you would still be in my head
Maybe I'll create a fear
something you can't really cure
Something I hate, like you can't relate
The thing that looks me in the mirror
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
We gone need a second to
Begin this thing we wrecking, ooh
Check on you, we reckon you
Be careful who you stepping to
You don't know what's in my mind
Or why I write these words, unkind
Try to find, what's under rind
Then I can be my own divine
Look at the beast
And what I've unleashed
Who would've thunk
The thing underneath
Could create a realm
And fill it with peace
I gave it my heart
And each of its beats
I solemnly swear
To teach where I reach
I promise to care
To catch and release
This heart is the land
Land of the free
This heart is the home
Home of the Chiefs
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the coolest of them all
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Begin this thing we wrecking, ooh
Check on you, we reckon you
Be careful who you stepping to
You don't know what's in my mind
Or why I write these words, unkind
Try to find, what's under rind
Then I can be my own divine
Sit in my room cuz I feel this way
Don't really know what I feel this day
Grandmamas gone, back to Iran, inside her mind, but I feel the same
Maybe I'll go make a tune today
Then I can go to the moon to pray
For all of our earth, and heavenly fathers
And all of our heavy hearts, dismay
This is a song for the dead
We wish you were here instead
Gone far away, but you can't escape
Cause you would still be in my head
Maybe I'll create a fear
something you can't really cure
Something I hate, like you can't relate
The thing that looks me in the mirror
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
We gone need a second to
Begin this thing we wrecking, ooh
Check on you, we reckon you
Be careful who you stepping to
You don't know what's in my mind
Or why I write these words, unkind
Try to find, what's under rind
Then I can be my own divine
Look at the beast
And what I've unleashed
Who would've thunk
The thing underneath
Could create a realm
And fill it with peace
I gave it my heart
And each of its beats
I solemnly swear
To teach where I reach
I promise to care
To catch and release
This heart is the land
Land of the free
This heart is the home
Home of the Chiefs
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the coolest of them all
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Get up off of that thang... thang... thang
Then get up up on this thing... thing... thing
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Hadjian
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Other Album Tracks
- Intro(Welcome To the Palace!) (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- Bells(Inspired By Edgar Allan Poe!) (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- FONI! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- Paranoid! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- Son and Moon 6 7! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- Interlude(Running!) (feat. dead idol)
- Mirror! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- Lightning Came From Us! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- I Remember(LIES!) (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
- Unheard of! (feat. NO RESPECK RECORDS & dead idol)
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