Geschreven door Cherell

Mirror, mirror on the wall
It's true, I really am
the ugliest of them all

Little girl, listen to what I say
There's a solution, do things my way

Starve for perfection
Lose those pounds
Break your reflection
Take the glass, cut this down
I swear, it's easy
In blood you will drown

I can hear the mirror sneer
at me, it was. Whispers in my ear
Loud and clear
Telling me I did good
He knew I would
do whatever he wants

Little girl, I knew you would to the best
you could, to pass this test

You starved for perfection
Lost those pounds
Broke your reflection
Took the glass, cut you down
I know, it wasn't easy
But now I'm wearing the crown

The last thing I saw was
the mirror, laughing at me