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I woke up in the morning saw my reflection in the mirror

I couldn’t recognize myself

From size eight to twenty-eight

From figure eight to big twenty-eight

I murdered my self-respect long time ago

I went ahead and murdered my image

Changed a perfect image to a broken image

Still on self-reflection

You can call me a murderous bitch if you like

Because the truth is I’m guilty as charged

Still looking in the mirror and on this self-reflection shit

I cannot recognize myself

Reminiscing on my little rituals to get ahead in life

I feel no remorse, for life itself is cruel

Forcing my hand, and leaving me no choice but to act.

Still on self-reflection


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