BROKEN MIRROR (FAKE IT UNTIL I MAKE IT)

Reflection in a broken mirror
Don't you look at me that way
I know just where I'm lighting this fire
Under my ***, under my soul
And don't tell me it's not cool
For that is something I already know

Almost out of options
Fake it 'till I make it
Or let the gluten inside
Take it all away

A broken mirror that wants to see blood
Not just a drop or two but a flood
It hurts my eyes but still I look
And see how much pain my life is worth

Almost out of options
Fake it till I make it
Or let the gluten inside
Take it all away

Why do I hate what I see?
In the eyes of what should be me
Eyes like locks that melt the key
Why do I hate myself?

Oh god, it is I who is broken
More shattered than a mirror could ever be
But I'll continue to stand
And fake it all the way
'Cause there is no other way