Music: Stephen Hyde
Mirrors haunt you with your own image
Judgement calls from cool magazines
You're pushed to push
Yourself to the limits
Hard days, hard weeks
Hard times of year
Hard days, hard weeks
Hard times of year
The bodies of your idols are bible
Purge yourself until you look right
Scared you're in a suicidal cycle
Hard days, hard weeks
Hard times of year
Hard days, hard weeks
Hard times of year
So, shut down your fantasy self
Struggling, endless struggling
Won't make you someone else
Open your eyes and open
Your mind, once and for all
You'll see you're beautiful
Dieting yourself to depression
Trying to stay away from your thoughts
Dying from the weight of the pressure
It's a part of me
It's a part of you
It's a part of us
It's a part of me
It's a part of you
It's a part of us
So, shut down your fantasy self
Struggling, endless struggling
Won't make you someone else
Open your eyes and open
Your mind once and for all
You'll see you're beautiful
Cos even if you love you today
Who knows if you'll love you tomorrow
You feel like a cloud about to rain
I know it's cliched
But maybe it's the rain
Before the rainbow