| I’m a blind man
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| In a dark room
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| And I’m searching for that black cat
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| I gotta move before he moves
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| Cause I think he’s crossed my every path
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| I’m a bad man
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| And you know that
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| But you’re still standing on my doormat
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| With a mirror in each hand
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| And I’m gonna knock you down again
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| Mirror, mirror can’t you see
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| That something’s got a hold on me
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| And I’m not feeling very well
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| Mirror, mirror on the wall
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| I’m not sure who made you fall
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| I don’t remember anything (Do you remember me?)
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| I’m a blind man
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| In a dark room
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| And I’m looking for that black cat
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| I gotta move before he moves
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| Cause I think he’s crossed my every path
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| I’m a bad man
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| And with that said
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| You drew a 13 on my forehead
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| I can’t let you come back in
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| If you’re planning on leaving me again
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| Mirror, mirror on the floor
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| You’re showing me something I’m sure
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| Lying at my feet
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| Mirror, mirror all around
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| Each face lying on the ground
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| They’re laughing at everything (Do you remember me?)
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| I’m a blind man
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| In a dark room
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| And I’m looking for that black cat
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| I gotta move before he moves
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| Cause I think he’s crossed my every path
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| I’m a sick man
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| So stay away
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| And baby stop walking over my grave
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| I’ve got half a mind to doubt
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| That my bad luck is ever running out
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| Mirror, mirror on the wall
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| It was me who made you fall
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| Mirror, mirror can’t you see
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| You have got a hold on me |