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Look in the mirror

Well, my hands are dirty and stained, I’ve been pushed down hard in the muddy waters of life, my wings have been burned, smoked up, I’ve been locked in a tailspin and every time that hammer swung, I took the blows,

It’s not in a kiss, it’s not in a touch yeah, they are nice but if ya need a savior look in the mirror, it’s not in a brother, it’s not in a sister they sure do help but if you’re looking for a savior just look in the mirror.

I’ve read books and I’ve had people show me the way, but I never got anywhere that I didn’t take the first step down the path, I’ve been handed rope but I never made it up the mountain without first putting my hands on that rope and pulling myself up,

It’s not in a kiss, it’s not in a touch yeah, they are nice but if ya need a savior look in the mirror, it’s not in a brother, it’s not in a sister they sure do help but if you’re looking for a savior just look in the mirror.

I didn’t get this Wicced overnight, day by day, minute to minute, shot, stabbed, crucified, certified insane, buried and left for dead and no grave has held me, never surrender, never die, never fade carved deep in my soul,

It’s not in a kiss, it’s not in a touch yeah, they are nice but if ya need a savior look in the mirror, it’s not in a brother, it’s not in a sister they sure do help but if you’re looking for a savior just look in the mirror.



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