Staring at the mirror can't stand my sheen
Was I supposed to choke to death at my birth scene?
Shadows in the dark, shadows in my mind
Signed, the forces of a complex undefined
What I strive for, I can't really tell
May be that I write for escaping my inner hell
I hope what I do speaks for itself, sinner wealth
Too tired to explain what I do well
My purpose is to put my soul in these verses
Empty churches, scratching the surface with my curses
Wordsmith, my home, my fortress, these walls absorptive
I built the foundation, while feelin' exhausted
I wish I find my cure, through exposition
I feel pure, I don't even need your recognition
Hard to tell the difference, Life imitates art
Sobriety to fight pain but open my heart
Feed you my tears of compassion
Gotta leave and pursuit my passion
I can see myself in any human being
Ignorance is bliss, but empathy is healing
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
Back in my crib you know the times
Housing prices out of control
Probably never be mine, this kid sold his kidney for a dumbphone
When capitalistic dreams turn dead wrong
On the news war on drugs and war on terror
Promoting foolish cops, for the love of cheddar
Sly fox covers up oppressing people
Keeps their audience addicted like a heroin needle
Hate spreading like disease, I can't sleep with ease
Trolls need hugs but I ain't got time to appease
I'd rather invest in my craft like an outcast
I do this for the love and to outlast
No time for the mirror on the wall
No self doubt at all, reflections to explore
Sanity is key, everyone is born brave
Recovery is a mission, my path, my own way
Feed you my tears of compassion
Gotta leave and pursuit my passion
I can see myself in any human being
Ignorance is bliss, but empathy is healing
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
Kane the MOD - Man in the Mirror Lyrics
Kane the MOD - Man in the Mirror Lyrics
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Staring at the mirror can't stand my sheen
Was I supposed to choke to death at my birth scene?
Shadows in the dark, shadows in my mind
Signed, the forces of a complex undefined
What I strive for, I can't really tell
May be that I write for escaping my inner hell
I hope what I do speaks for itself, sinner wealth
Too tired to explain what I do well
My purpose is to put my soul in these verses
Empty churches, scratching the surface with my curses
Wordsmith, my home, my fortress, these walls absorptive
I built the foundation, while feelin' exhausted
I wish I find my cure, through exposition
I feel pure, I don't even need your recognition
Hard to tell the difference, Life imitates art
Sobriety to fight pain but open my heart
Feed you my tears of compassion
Gotta leave and pursuit my passion
I can see myself in any human being
Ignorance is bliss, but empathy is healing
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
Back in my crib you know the times
Housing prices out of control
Probably never be mine, this kid sold his kidney for a dumbphone
When capitalistic dreams turn dead wrong
On the news war on drugs and war on terror
Promoting foolish cops, for the love of cheddar
Sly fox covers up oppressing people
Keeps their audience addicted like a heroin needle
Hate spreading like disease, I can't sleep with ease
Trolls need hugs but I ain't got time to appease
I'd rather invest in my craft like an outcast
I do this for the love and to outlast
No time for the mirror on the wall
No self doubt at all, reflections to explore
Sanity is key, everyone is born brave
Recovery is a mission, my path, my own way
Feed you my tears of compassion
Gotta leave and pursuit my passion
I can see myself in any human being
Ignorance is bliss, but empathy is healing
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
Was I supposed to choke to death at my birth scene?
Shadows in the dark, shadows in my mind
Signed, the forces of a complex undefined
What I strive for, I can't really tell
May be that I write for escaping my inner hell
I hope what I do speaks for itself, sinner wealth
Too tired to explain what I do well
My purpose is to put my soul in these verses
Empty churches, scratching the surface with my curses
Wordsmith, my home, my fortress, these walls absorptive
I built the foundation, while feelin' exhausted
I wish I find my cure, through exposition
I feel pure, I don't even need your recognition
Hard to tell the difference, Life imitates art
Sobriety to fight pain but open my heart
Feed you my tears of compassion
Gotta leave and pursuit my passion
I can see myself in any human being
Ignorance is bliss, but empathy is healing
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
Back in my crib you know the times
Housing prices out of control
Probably never be mine, this kid sold his kidney for a dumbphone
When capitalistic dreams turn dead wrong
On the news war on drugs and war on terror
Promoting foolish cops, for the love of cheddar
Sly fox covers up oppressing people
Keeps their audience addicted like a heroin needle
Hate spreading like disease, I can't sleep with ease
Trolls need hugs but I ain't got time to appease
I'd rather invest in my craft like an outcast
I do this for the love and to outlast
No time for the mirror on the wall
No self doubt at all, reflections to explore
Sanity is key, everyone is born brave
Recovery is a mission, my path, my own way
Feed you my tears of compassion
Gotta leave and pursuit my passion
I can see myself in any human being
Ignorance is bliss, but empathy is healing
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
The man in the mirror was holding me back
To spit weak lyrics over weak tracks
Old rookie, I don't wanna be a star
I look in the mirror to reflect my art
Writer: Kenny Gubser
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid