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You have no real life of your own

And at this rate you'll surely die alone

You never make small talk and you always feel blue

And you'll never make a friend no matter how hard you try to

So sulk in front of me through this reflecting glass

Wallow and decay in your pathetic adolescent past

Because that was the only time you ever felt loved in life

Maybe your one chance to find an elegant loving wife

Don't look at me, your look can only disgust

You're a failure, loser and your rotting in dust

So weep in front of the person you hate to be

Weep in front of the mirror just like me...