Unlucky

Look in a mirror and all you will see Is yourself staring back at me. From the dark in your heart to the blonde in your hair It’s very clear you’re not going anywhere. Working on your image is all you can manage A shell of yourself is more than just external damage. So smooth down your hair and soothe your soul Dust off your heart that’s covered in coal. The mirror won’t lie, it’s telling the truth Just stand there in silence as it tears you apart. There’s nothing you can do but sit and roll over Your luck has now changed, like a 3 leaf clover.

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