In a Mirror
Born Ruffians Lyrics


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You sure look pretty
I wish I had a song for you
So they were wasted in 002

In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
Keeping time on her thigh
Think she's mine but I'm still high

& We're both thinking how we're not here
A gracious host, we feel like ghosts
We think too much and disappear
Don't think like most
Can feel her close
& If you weren't real I'd make you up
& We'd do everything together
I'd make you meals & call you up
We'd never talk about the weather

In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
Keeping time on her thigh
Think she's mine but I'm still high

& If you weren't here
I'd write you down
& Read you out into a crowd
I'd tell them all how you we're mine
They'd see how I was proud
We'd rub our cheeks
In hopes that maybe
Some good looks would rub off on me
& Nose to nose (As I'd make you feel close)
So I'd never feel lonely at sea

In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
Walking my way
Keeping time on her thigh, think she's mine
But I'm still high

Some people say that it's love
Don't know what they're talking about
Don't understand what is love
I'll let them figure it out
It's just a chemical reaction
When signals fire through your brain
But I sure think that it's fun
Think that it makes me feel safe
Eyes see the juice on your lips
Eyes send that straight to my brain




Brain makes hand squeeze on your tits
Then start all over again

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Born Ruffians's song In a Mirror are open to individual interpretation but it can be viewed as a song of yearning and desire for a person. The starting lyrics "You sure look pretty, I wish I had a song for you" suggests that the singer is attracted to someone but doesn't know how to express it. There is a hint of regret in the line "So they were wasted in 002" which could suggest that the opportunity was not taken.


The chorus of "In a mirror I can see her walking sideways, walking my way, keeping time on her thigh, think she's mine but I'm still high" suggests that the singer is observing the object of their desire from a distance. There is an emphasis on the physical appearance of this person with "keeping time on her thigh" and "think she's mine" which could suggest possessiveness.


The second verse describes a fantasy of being with the person, "I'd make you meals & call you up, We'd never talk about the weather". The line "& If you weren't here, I'd write you down & Read you out into a crowd" further emphasizes the wish to express the desire for this person. The chorus is repeated with slight variations, suggesting a continuation of the feeling of yearning and distance.


Some people say that it's love, and the singer acknowledges that they "don't know what they're talking about" and that love is just a "chemical reaction". The final line of "Eyes see the juice on your lips, Eyes send that straight to my brain, Brain makes hand squeeze on your tits, Then start all over again" is explicit in its depiction of desire and the body's reactions to it.


Overall, the song In a Mirror is a raw and honest portrayal of the complexities of human desire, the yearning for connection, and the frustration of unexpressed feelings.


Line by Line Meaning

You sure look pretty
The singer finds the subject physically attractive.


I wish I had a song for you
The singer wishes he could create something beautiful and emotional for the subject.


So they were wasted in 002
Referring to the time period of the early 2000s, where the singer and subject's experiences were likely overshadowed by alcohol and drug use.


In a mirror I can see her walking sideways
The artist observes the subject's movement in reflection, indicating his own self-interest in her actions.


Walking my way
The subject's movement is directed toward the artist.


Keeping time on her thigh
The subject is tapping or drumming on her thigh in rhythm to the music, signaling her connection to the environment.


Think she's mine but I'm still high
The singer is unsure of whether or not he has the subject's attention, and is using drugs to cope with this uncertainty.


& We're both thinking how we're not here
Both the artist and subject are feeling detached from their surroundings, possibly due to their drug use.


A gracious host, we feel like ghosts
The artist and subject are trying to interact with their environment, but feel like they are not truly present, as if they are ghosts.


We think too much and disappear
The artist and subject are easily distracted and lose their sense of presence in the moment.


Don't think like most
The singer and subject's thought patterns and behaviors are different from societal norms.


Can feel her close
The artist has a strong sense of connection and desire for the subject.


& If you weren't real I'd make you up
The singer is expressing his intense attraction and desire for the subject, even if she were not real.


& We'd do everything together
The singer imagines a strong and fulfilling relationship with the subject.


I'd make you meals & call you up
The singer imagines traditional and intimate romantic gestures with the subject.


We'd never talk about the weather
The artist believes that his relationship with the subject would never be mundane or uninteresting.


& If you weren't here
The artist imagines a world where the subject does not exist, expressing his dependence on her.


I'd write you down
The singer imagines writing about the subject in the form of poetry or other artistic mediums.


& Read you out into a crowd
The singer imagines performing these artistic works about the subject in public, indicating his heightened sense of importance for her.


I'd tell them all how you we're mine
The artist is possessive of the subject and wants to ensure that others know that she belongs to him.


They'd see how I was proud
The artist wants other people to recognize and admire his relationship with the subject, signifying a lack of intimacy in his personal life.


We'd rub our cheeks
The artist imagines a playful and intimate moment with the subject.


In hopes that maybe
The singer is not certain of the outcome of the situation.


Some good looks would rub off on me
The artist desires to absorb some of the subject's aesthetic beauty and personal charisma.


& Nose to nose (As I'd make you feel close)
The singer wants to get as close to the subject as possible and make her feel comfortable and secure in his presence.


So I'd never feel lonely at sea
The singer wants to avoid feeling isolated or disconnected from others, conveying his own emotional vulnerability.


Some people say that it's love
The singer is referencing the notion of romantic love.


Don't know what they're talking about
The artist is skeptical of traditional interpretations and understanding of love.


Don't understand what is love
The artist is expressing confusion over the abstract concept of love.


I'll let them figure it out
The singer does not want to waste time trying to figure out what love is, as he sees it as meaningless.


It's just a chemical reaction
The singer sees love as merely a physical and chemical experience created by the brain.


When signals fire through your brain
The artist is referring to the physiological response that occurs when one experiences romantic feelings.


But I sure think that it's fun
The artist acknowledges the entertainment value of romantic relationships.


Think that it makes me feel safe
The artist attributes feelings of security to romantic relationships.


Eyes see the juice on your lips
The singer is observing the physical appearance of the subject.


Eyes send that straight to my brain
The artist is processing the physical appearance of the subject, indicating a physical attraction.


Brain makes hand squeeze on your tits
The singer is expressing his sexual desire for the subject and objectifying her body.


Then start all over again
The singer's attraction and desire for the subject is a repetitive behavior.




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