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Ryan Robson-Bluer - the things my mirror taught me Lyrics



Ryan Robson-Bluer - the things my mirror taught me Lyrics




The world looks so much bigger from my bedroom floor
Please stay out a little longer 'cause I'm scared to be alone
What the hell is stopping me from running out the door
And never turning back
And every little piece of me is begging for security
It's hard to feel alive when you're so tired
I need a break from being me
I'll get back up and count to three
A hundred times 'til I stop seeing red

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I've had enough, it's not your call
I'm turning my back on the way you make things seem
'Cause despite the constant dreary eyes
And worn-out face and worn-out smile
I think I'm finally fine with being me

I can't take another drink tonight
I'll pour it down the sink before I
Will make myself imagine it's all fine
'Cause when I've had a drink or two
It gives the world a different view
Even my mirror seems to fill me up with lies
Do you ever want to sit and watch the burn down
Lie there in the ashes 'til the fire's all burnt out
Then look at the desolation, contemplate then count to three
Before I start another fire, a fire that only burns down me

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I've had enough, it's not your call
I'm turning my back on the way you make things seem
'Cause despite the constant dreary eyes
And worn-out face and worn-out smile
I think I'm finally fine with being me

Look at me and tell me what I'm doing wrong
It's time you see I'm not the only one who's holding on
It's you and me and after everything you've taught me
I'm still here, standing strong, strong enough, holding on

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I've had enough, it's not your call
I'm turning my back on the way you make things seem
'Cause despite the constant dreary eyes
And worn-out face and worn-out smile
I think I'm finally fine with being me
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The world looks so much bigger from my bedroom floor
Please stay out a little longer 'cause I'm scared to be alone
What the hell is stopping me from running out the door
And never turning back
And every little piece of me is begging for security
It's hard to feel alive when you're so tired
I need a break from being me
I'll get back up and count to three
A hundred times 'til I stop seeing red

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I've had enough, it's not your call
I'm turning my back on the way you make things seem
'Cause despite the constant dreary eyes
And worn-out face and worn-out smile
I think I'm finally fine with being me

I can't take another drink tonight
I'll pour it down the sink before I
Will make myself imagine it's all fine
'Cause when I've had a drink or two
It gives the world a different view
Even my mirror seems to fill me up with lies
Do you ever want to sit and watch the burn down
Lie there in the ashes 'til the fire's all burnt out
Then look at the desolation, contemplate then count to three
Before I start another fire, a fire that only burns down me

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I've had enough, it's not your call
I'm turning my back on the way you make things seem
'Cause despite the constant dreary eyes
And worn-out face and worn-out smile
I think I'm finally fine with being me

Look at me and tell me what I'm doing wrong
It's time you see I'm not the only one who's holding on
It's you and me and after everything you've taught me
I'm still here, standing strong, strong enough, holding on

Mirror, mirror on the wall
I've had enough, it's not your call
I'm turning my back on the way you make things seem
'Cause despite the constant dreary eyes
And worn-out face and worn-out smile
I think I'm finally fine with being me
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Writer: Ryan Robson-Bluer
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