The Mirror Lyrics - Singles - Dante' Blak Frost

Verse 1: 

They come in all different shapes 

All different sizes- all different places 

Some for fun- others for occasion 

We use it everyday for morning preparation 

Its used in fairy tales for guidance 

Also folklore- keeps people silent 

Tales, bad omens- take bloody mary 

Call 5 times- then behind she arrives 

Same with candyman- through the glass movement 

Even seein ghosts- mysterious illusions 

The glass has held superstition- very dark past & today no different 

When you look- shows ya past & ya soul 

But it could kill- if you look without self control 

7 yrs bad luck if it break 

So if you look back & crack ya past- whats ya fate 

Chorus: 

I see the frame on the wall 

the broken glass in my fist & the floor 

in the shards- i see my soul 

laughin' at me- lost control 

couldn't help it- knuckle game 

got control drive from all my pain 

in my life, i'm just straight up stuck 

before the mirror, it was all bad luck 

Verse 2: 

I used to despise the mirror- I used to look past the image 

Just in fear of 

Everything was going on at the time 

Coming through the glass, going out of my mind 

saw ugly- failure- lonely- angry 

Despair- dread & Death were after me 

I was frustrated- unappreciated 

Hated myself- no weight in my belt 

Worlds on my shoulders- then I lost composure 

The good that was left- then far from over 

I got meaner- became a violent dreamer 

Developed the demeanor of a discombobulated soldier 

Jealous- my soul on fire- had the desire 

To wish it all away 

Till I took- 1 good look & found what it took to make a better day 

Chorus: 

I see the frame on the wall 

the broken glass in my fist & the floor 

in the shards- i see my soul 

laughin' at me- lost control 

couldn't help it- knuckle game 

got control drive from all my pain 

in my life, i'm just straight up stuck 

before the mirror, it was all bad luck 

Verse 3: 

In the mirror, you can never hide from yourself 

The reflection is yours & nobody else 

It never lies- its never deceptive 

flaws that you see- mirrors dont correct em 

The symbol for self-examination 

Only see the truth- thats the arrangement 

Im familiar with this very well 

As a rapper- must maintain the clientele 

My skin- is the same shade as the frame 

The glass- oxblood goes through my veins 

Never dusty- always polished 

This mindset- never gonna abolish 

Get wiser- consult the past for knowledge 

Learn yo mistakes- free yaself from bondage 

Chorus: 

I see the frame on the wall 

the broken glass in my fist & the floor 

in the shards- i see my soul 

laughin' at me- lost control 

couldn't help it- knuckle game 

got control drive from all my pain 

in my life, i'm just straight up stuck 

before the mirror, it was all bad luck