Breaking through the mirrors
Smashing them for fun
We choose our own face
Until the paintings done
I won't back down
And put up a fake face
Cause lying to those you dont know
Just leaves me in discrace
I am who I am
If you don't like that boo-hoo
Because like it or not
My lifes painting isnt through
If you choose to hate me
You're like the freaking rest
Think that your above everyone
and think that you're the best
So leave me in the portrait
Without a painted face
And I'll leve you to your fate
To be marked into you're place
And as u go and succeed in life
You shall fail the test
Then you can describe the feeling
Of being like the rest