I'm going out and I feel alive tonight
It sometimes feels it all is going right
The ever changing mirror shows me each day
A picture that seems somehow new
On wednesday I was bored and feeling talentless
The truest mirror in a slump
That's indulgence
But thursday's indulgence
reflections tarnished, up again
In a slump you know you're looking through it
The ever changing faces that I see
That I show myself
Each day I'm the same person
But my underwear has changed
And each day I am basically the same
But each day my hair has changed
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