The Mirror Songtext
von King Swamp

This is the story of an American hero
Born in the ghetto in poverty
Taken in by the white man, cleaned up, given a home
Became the salvation of every mama′s son

Worked in a factory, worked on the land
Steelwork, dust bowl dirt staining his hands
Shot down in Memphis, Iwo Jima made me a man
Now I gotta look in some comic book just to find out who I am, yeah

It hurts, can you see me bleed?
It hurts, can you feel the need?
These prayers of people and these gods without grace
You took the mirror, now you're pushing it in my face


It′s the American way into the 21st century
Rides a motorbike alone down the interstate
Wears dark glasses, dates them girls
Uses strong-arm tactics all around the world
It's a noble savage on the edge of the forest
With Edith's eyes and Icarus′ wings
It′s a soul train coming at 17
And it's spittin′ Coca-Cola from the barrel of an M-16

It hurts, can you see me bleed?
It hurts, can you feel the need?
These prayers of people and these gods without grace
You took the mirror, now you're pushing it in my face
It hurts, can you see me bleed?

It hurts, can you feel the need? Yeah
These prayers of people and these gods without grace
You took the mirror, now you′re pushing it in my face

In my face, ooh yeah
In my face, don't you see me bleed?
Can you feel the need? Yeah
Can you feel the need? Yeah