the station By the lane with my hands in my pocket Jinglin' a wish coin that I stole from a fountain That was drownin' all the cares in the world When I
1, 2, you know what to do Alright, come on I'm uptight super gathered Out of the frame I shake a leg on the ground Like an epileptic battery man I'm
singing, oh yeah, oh yeah Singing with me, oh yeah I know this song a little annoying, oh yeah But now I'm making' dollars, so I really don't care Now I
I tell the World what I want to Yeah I tell the World what I want to Man I feel so alone They treat me like an Outcast Cause I tell the world what I
we met I forgot to ask you Why they called you that funny name But in every hotel on the seacoast I found out, and I loved you all the same I'm tired, I
, slow Those other guys don't get it like I get it But I'm with it, I get it and they just wanna hit it But I hear you, I pay attention I'm not finished
there. But you understand why I'm fixing my hair (Chorus) Cause I'm fixing my hair for you I want to be beautiful Even when you tell me I'm so pretty, I
came I know One day eventually Yeah I know One day I'll have to let it all go But I keep it just in case Yeah I keep it just in case In case
I've finished with clubs where the music's loud 'Cause I don't see a face in a single crowd There's no one there I look in the mirror but I can't be
Whiskey, Bourbon, Vodka, Scotch I don't care what it is you've got I just wanna know that it's my last shot My last shot I remember when I quit pretty
With the whole world fall at my feet I felt damn worthy And would blame my failures On the ugliness I could see When the mirror looked at me Sometimes I
at the bottom, I'm on top, I'm so high, I can't drop And you can find me in your city steezed out with my hoodie I go, I go, I go so hard I got my 501
?But mine is the only kind that I relate to. Le miroir casse, The mirror casts mon reflet partout. Black Mirror, Black Mirror, Black Mirror The black mirror
I want to be rich and I want lots of money I don't care about clever I don't care about funny I want loads of clothes and fuckloads of diamonds I heard
I want to be rich and I want lots of money I don't care about clever I don't care about funny I want loads of clothes and fuck loads of diamonds I heard
re sad and no one knows it I'll send you black roses When your heart's dark and frozen I will send you black roses Far away we wait for each other I'
Here I lay, still and breathless Just like always, still I want some more Mirrors sideways, who cares what's behind Just like always, still your passenger
girl tell me skinny niggas got the bigger dicks Cause I pulled out mine and I was big as shit I never speak high league on you little kids And when I say little, I