Mirror mirror...

[Zezette]

K'heb het op een hele raar moment geschreven en is zeker nie romantisch ofzo...zou wel graag jullie mening
(sorry voor de foutjes die er mogelijk in zouden komen)

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
you've got to tell me...all!
You told me I was pretty,
but that was out of pitty.

Now I don't trust you anymore,
because that was all before.
So I asked you: Who's the prettiest of all time?
You told me: It's surrtenly not you, is that a crime?

I let myself fall on the floor,
and hoped that you founded what you've been looking for!
You've hurt my feelings,
never stopped teasing!

I took you off the wall,
and told you you're an asshole.
I put your ass on the floor,
I laught the loudest who had known?!

I trowed you on the street,
and hoped to never have to see...
that ugly face off yours!

[mleen]

na de 1e strofe wordt het ritme minder, het woordgebruik midner

maar hij is okee