(The obvious fact that) scars remain (and how to cope with it)
Grapes of wrath are fruits of passion Fulsome hands don't feel repentance Seek the reason, find an answer Why do only scars remain... Mirror, mirror on the wall
A mean and ugly painful Feeling you can't understand A taste of freedom, insufficient But it's all that's left to be... Mirror, mirror on the wall Mirror, mirror on the wall
Come on defy indifference And the sun will shine for you again... Mirror, mirror on the wall Mirror, mirror on the wall
Seek the reason, find an answer Mirror, mirror on the wall Why do only scars remain... Mirror, mirror on the wall
Grapes of wrath are fruits of passion...
Don't be frightened, don't be anxious A new attempt and you fall further down
Come on defy indifference And the sun will shine for you again... Mirror, mirror on the wall...