Lyrics

Yeah…
Late nights in the mirror again…
Not sure who I’m tryna be — or who I’ve been.
This one’s for the ones who grind,
But lose their mind tryna sculpt a lie.

⸻

Woke up sore but the mirror’s colder,
Body tight but my soul feel older.
Countin’ macros, countin’ flaws,
Lookin’ strong but I’m breakin’ laws — of my mind.
Never satisfied, keep chasin’ the peak,
Validation in silence, but the voices still speak.
Grew these muscles for armor, now they feel like chains,
Livin’ in a prison built by gains.

⸻

It’s a mirror game, playin’ tricks with my brain,
All these lights, all this fame — still I carry this pain.
Every rep, every pose, tryna silence the shame,
But I’m losin’ myself… in the mirror game.
Oh, the mirror game…
Lookin’ ripped, feelin’ hollow — I’m the price I became.

⸻

Scroll the ‘Gram, it’s a highlight reel,
But behind that flex, what’s real?
ED thoughts and the pressure to grow,
Steroids whisperin’ things I don’t wanna know.
Coach say “push,” but my body says “stop,”
I ain’t slept in weeks, heart still won’t drop.
Family worried, but I say I’m fine,
I just smile, count time, keep grindin’ the line.

⸻

Mirror on the wall —
Who am I if I lose it all?
Abs sharp, but my mind’s in a brawl,
Tryna feel big, but I’m feelin’ small…

⸻

It’s a mirror game, playin’ tricks with my brain,
All these lights, all this fame — still I carry this pain.
Every rep, every pose, tryna silence the shame,
But I’m losin’ myself… in the mirror game.
Oh, the mirror game…
What I gained in muscle, I lost in name.

⸻

To the ones who suffer in silence — I see you.
To the kings and queens in pain — believe you.
You ain’t weak for hurtin’, you’re real for feelin’.
Break the mirror… start healin’.