Carolyn Malachi - Espelho lyrics

[Verse 1: Carolyn Malachi] Infinite hips, figure eight mind Doubt swallows up time and figure ate mine Down from a 12, I figure eight's fine But when I look at up the screen my figure ain't mine Left to the lenses, I'm nothing like the Lindsays I'm on the right hand of God, kin to the Kizzy's A slave to fashion, ask'em if I'm pretty They might tell you "Yeah, but she need to drop fifty." [Hook: Carolyn Malachi] Mirror Mirror Show me clearer I can't be what I see Mirror Mirror Draw me nearer Can I be more than I see

, yeah! [Verse 2: Substantial] I caught a glance of someone I know, yet he's a stranger Uncomfortably different, must forget him out of anger He isn't what I aim for A relic of my misses Divorce it my wish is I am but a painter Dissatisfied with a poor self portrait That leaves me mortified but some find it gorgeous Success-less, I am not, nor full Off excessive amounts of bull Push to the limit but I got no pull Must be out of shape like I'm fresh off of holiday Prey to the wolves that are cloaked in wool So I gotta pray, that some how I'll find a way To see who I am when I address my reflection King dressed as a peasant, he's refreshingly pleasant I see it in my future. I guess it is destined Hard to see the gift when you're living in the present [Hook] [Bridge: Carolyn Malachi] Eh... Don't you know you're beautiful? [Verse 3: Substantial] When there's enough to get, can't enough So some tuck and nip to fix it up All to get plumper lips or lift their bu*t Some dudes pop prescripts to get it up A pick me up of sorts thinking man this better help All this for what? Of course to feel better bout your yourself But I'm gonna fail if I don't see the wealth in my Own self, no lie. Farewell, goodbye! [Hook]