About Face

So there’s this blop we’ve been given
Carry it only first to the ribbon
Tell you what, this is not how I ever imagined
All this time it never mattered
Good advice, not enough to go by
Those ones holding out a platter of diamonds
That road is long
Don’t get me wrong
Times moving on There’s nothing wrong
See yourself
Face in the crowd
I’m facing the mirror
Could it be you?
See this picture getting clearer
One more shot and I’ll be better again
Pain is nothing in invisible silence
I’m done crying in the mirror
No one needs you when you’re bitter and cold
Just face up cause it’s been coming a long time
That road is long
Don’t get me wrong
Times moving on There’s nothing wrong
See yourself
Face in the crowd
I’m facing the mirror
Could it be you?
You stare at the truth
It’s looking at you
You a victim nobody’s friend
I knew what came
That road is long
Don’t get me wrong
Times moving on There’s nothing wrong
See yourself
Face in the crowd
I’m facing the mirror
Could it be you?
Could it be?
See yourself
Face in the crowd
I’m facing the mirror
Could it be you?
Could it be you?
Could it be? Could it be? Could it be you?