Living Legends - Black Gla** lyrics

(Eligh) Can you see yourself not seeing yourself? That's the question If I paint the back of a sheet of gla** black What I have is so complex You can never make your way back To vanity instilled in children Filling villains with the greatest weapon of all time A connection to your outer layers and mind, body and soul Could never conceive Or believe in a world without a mirror image It's a mere scrimmage when the mirror has two faces And you can't figure out which face is yours How would the world function If you didn't know which race was yours? You could take a face and, like, make it yours Make hate dissipate If the way to take notice to your physical Existed in a lake or a stream In a dream or a tear on a cheek (cheek, cheek) (Scarub) If there were no mirrors on the walls All along the halls And hallways and pathways and shortcuts and back ways And alleyways and corners or lobbies and concession stands And along the ceilings in grocery stores And at newsstands and restaurants and bathrooms And backrooms and living rooms and churches Where work is, where birth is In hospitals and hotels and banks A lot less would be seen You would have gotten away She would've been a victim I would have been charged And locked behind bars Wishing there were mirrors on walls All along the halls And hallways and pathways and shortcuts and back ways And alleyways and corners and lobbies and concession stands And along the ceilings in grocery stores (Sunspot Jonz) (CHORUS) X 2 You can't stop it all Some things must fall You made it that way 'Til it all blows away (Eligh) Can you see yourself not seeing yourself Unless you're looking into the sea Or you're seeing someone else Who talks in the same tone Or walks with a similar step When you're picking up the paper And the morning dew is wet Or playing in a game and some fool is dripping sweat Or you're bending over a gla** table Putting down your bet On a world with an obsession over attributes so set On a physical vehicle decorated, displayed from the get-go Get low esteem, add it with DNA and traits Then you can say the hate for self exposes in reflections Get low esteem, add it with DNA and traits Then you can say the hate for self expresses in reflections (Scarub) No clear views or rear views Freeways would be overcrowded with fender-benders And middle fingers would be thrown up in faces As common as compact mirrors can be found in purses Life would be the worstest, or would it be a remedy? No more seven years bad luck for breaking the reflective gla** More productivity Women wouldn't be running back and forth in bathrooms to refreshen that a** Less time and money would be wasted on Pathetic cosmetic merchandise made to entice And glamour girls would have a sh** fit And Michael Jackson would still be black, ya know? You made it that way 'Til it all blows away I will not stare if you will not talk I will not stare if you will not talk I will not stare if you will not talk I will not stare if you will not talk (CHORUS) X 2 I will not stare if you will not talk I will not stare if you will not talk I will not stare if you will not talk I will not stare if you will not talk "Let's take a drink Nobody's watching" "Yeah" "A small one won't hurt us Whoops!"