[ I Look In the Mirror ]

I LOOK IN THE MIRROR
WISH I WAS A LITTLE THINNER

I FEEL FAT, UGLY AND I'VE GOT BAGS ROUND MY EYES
CAUSE I GOT DRUNK LAST NIGHT WHAT A SURPRISE

I'M NOT SO BRIGHT
AND WHEN I DIE I'M NOT HEADING TOWARDS A BRIGHT LIGHT

HAVENT GOT A WIDE RANGE OF GENRAL KNOLLEGE
I COULDN'T BE BOTHERED 2 STICK IT AT COLLEGE

I HAD DREAMS OF READING BEING A DREAMY POET
BUT AS PERUSUAL I DID BLOW IT

I CRY SOME TIMES I GET THAT DEPREST
SO I WRITE POEMS IN A INPERFECTIONS CONTEST

I NEVER WHEN I WAS YOUNGER FELT MY PARENTS AFFECTIONS
AND MY FATHER OFTEN POINTED OUT MY INPERFECTIONS

AS A YOUNG TEEN I GOT HOSPITALISED 4 TIMES FOR ALCOHOL ABUSE
PEOPLE BLAMED MY MADNESS ON MY YOUTH
I WOULD FUNNEL IT DOWN AND THINK WHAT THE USE

TRIED 2 KILL MY SELF I DID'NT DIE
GUESS I'LL HAVE 2 GIVE IT ANOTHER TRY

I WOULD SLEEP AROUND IN DINGY PLACES
NOT REMEBERING THERE NAMES JUST KNOWING THERE FACES

AND THE DRUGS I THOUGHT GUIDED ME
INSTEAD THEY SET A FIRE INSIDE OF ME

I FELT DIRTY AND FILTHY DID NOT RESPECT MYSELF
SO HAD COULD I EXPECT TO GET RESPECT FROM ANY BODY ELSE

I SUFFERED REAL BAD WITH PRE MENSTRAL TENTION
AND MY DYSLEXIA AND INSANIA SHOULD BE BROUGHT TO  ATTENTION

I WOULD PUT ON A SMILE IT WAS FAKE
AND WHEN THE DRUGS RAN OUT I'D START TO SHAKE

I USED TO EAT SICK IT UP THEN GO EAT SOME MORE
AND THE FRESH CUTS ON MY ARMS WERE QUITE SORE

AS MY BLOOD TRICKLED FRESHLY MADE FROM THE RAZOR INTO THE WATER
AND GOING INTO A HOSTAL WAS LIKE LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER

I WISH THIS NIGHTMEAR MY LIFE COULD JUST STOP
SOBODY PUT FORWARD MY LIFE CLOCK

I GUESS MY IMPERFECTIONS ARE QUITE SEVERE
BUT I NEADED AN ANGER RELEASE AND MY SUISIDE NOTE WILL BE QUITE SINSERE