Missy Higgins - Drop the Mirror Lyrics
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Drop the Mirror
Drop the Mirror Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Drop the Mirror By Missy Higgins?
"Turn"
He said "Remove that veil, your fading in the head." And take Off your slip And slip into my heaviness of skin, And I'll be your disguise, Yeah I'll be your disguise Believe Now in what you see, 'cause seeing me is all you'll ever be, And shhh baby don't you think, I'll close your eyes so you need not to blink. And I'll numb your demise, Yeah I'll numb your demise 'cause baby who will come more than a mile To put a rose on withered cheeks that hide no smile? And if the paint don't satisfy, You know you can hide in me until you get it right. So drop the mirror, look at me... ...with polished eyes. An unnecessary feature'cause I am fine But this Talent that you'll learn Will soon be your deflection of the hurt And I'll numb your demise, Yeah I'll numb your demise 'cause who would come more than a mile To put a rose on withered cheeks that hide no smile? And if the paint don't satisfy You know you can hide in me until you get it right. So drop the mirror, look at me... 'cause baby who will come more than a mile To put a rose on withered cheeks that hide no smile? And if the paint don't satisfy You know you can hide in me until you get it right" |
Who Wrote Drop the Mirror By Missy Higgins?
Melissa Higgins
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What's The Duration Of The Drop the Mirror By Missy Higgins?The duration of Drop the Mirror is 4:34 minutes and seconds. |
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