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Yes, I am my own musician… I will not be compared. NO RACHIE, NO!
Yes, I am my own musician… I will not be compared. NO RACHIE, NO!
Verse One
When all things seem right, but all things are wrong
We look to ourselves, and say so long
The tears in their eyes, such huge surprise
Instead we hide, while they live a lie
Chorus
Look in the mirror, what do you find
Looking for answers, without a fight
There not inside
It’s not all right
The author wrote the end.
Second Verse
So say goodnight, all things in white
I’ll see you again, even in hell
You fought a good fight, at least you think so right?
Now you’re in the land of the damned
You can’t find the light, you started this fight
Now you’re in the land of the damned
Chorus
Look in the mirror, what do you find
Looking for answers, without a fight
There not inside
It’s not all right
The author wrote the end.
Bridge
Why does it matter
Why do I try
There’s no truth in the mirror
There’s no where to hide
Chorus
Look in the mirror, what do you find
Looking for answers, without a fight
There not inside
It’s not all right
The author wrote the end.
A beautiful new video from Intel in which Imogen talks about the jogging app, plays the Intel theme song, and wears a colorful sweater.
You know where to find me - Imogen Heap
Verse One
When all things seem right, but all things are wrong
We look to ourselves, and say so long
The tears in their eyes, such huge surprise
Instead we hide, while they live a lie
Chorus
Look in the mirror, what do you find
Looking for answers, without a fight
There not inside
It’s not all right
The author wrote the end.
Second Verse
So say goodnight, all things in white
I’ll see you again, even in hell
You fought a good fight, at least you think so right?
Now you’re in the land of the damned
You can’t find the light, you started this fight
Now you’re in the land of the damned
Chorus
Look in the mirror, what do you find
Looking for answers, without a fight
There not inside
It’s not all right
The author wrote the end.
Bridge
Why does it matter
Why do I try
There’s no truth in the mirror
There’s no where to hide
Chorus
Look in the mirror, what do you find
Looking for answers, without a fight
There not inside
It’s not all right
The author wrote the end.