[Verse 1]
Kira was a pretty girl
Wore her heart out on her sleeve
Always searching for connection
In every soul she'd meet
She could light up any room
With a smile soft and warm
But every night she'd disappear
Into the glow before the storm
A little magic mirror
In the palm of her hand
Promising perfection
She could never understand
She'd scroll through painted faces
And impossible dreams
Wondering why her real life
Didn't look like the screen
[Chorus]
Mirror mirror in my phone
Who's the fairest of them all?
Why do I feel so broken
Every time I start to scroll?
You sell a thousand perfect lies
Till a heart forgets its worth
That little glowing mirror
Can convince you you're the worst
[Verse 2]
Kira had a voice so pure
Make an angel stop and hear
And the soul of a poet
Who could pull beauty from tears
But the mirror kept on whispering
"You could still be something more"
So she started eating less
Than she ever had before
People said, “You look amazing”
So the hunger grew again
And every compliment became
Another war she had to win
But the mirror still insisted
She was somehow falling short
Till she fought herself in secret
Behind a locked bathroom door
[Chorus]
Mirror mirror in my phone
Who's the fairest of them all?
Why do I feel so empty
Every time I hear your call?
You sell a thousand perfect lies
Wrapped in filters, lights, and fame
Till a beautiful young girl
Can barely recognize her name
[Bridge]
Her weight dropped like a hammer
And her health began to fade
But her voice stayed just as beautiful
Though her body slowly changed
Her family cried beside her
Her friends tried to break through
But that little magic mirror
Said “They're jealous of you”
And that's the cruelest part of all
Those screens don't really care
They'll feed your fears forever
Just to keep you trapped in there
Because people post illusions
Every highlight, every frame
While hiding all the loneliness
And every bit of pain
[Breakdown]
So if your heart starts breaking
From the things you think you see
Remember cameras lie
And so does insecurity
Trust the hands that hold you close
Trust the voices that are real
Not a machine designed to keep
Your deepest wounds unhealed
[Final Chorus]
Mirror mirror in my phone
You don't know me after all
You can't measure someone's beauty
By their body standing small
The people who truly love you
See the light beneath your skin
And no little glowing screen
Gets to tell you who you've been
[Outro]
These little magic mirrors
That connect us to the world
Can also leave deep scars
Inside a precious boy or girl
So trust your family and friends
Before the lies behind the glass
Because that screen won't love you back
When your strength begins to crack
ElCeviche
