The Mirror
U.S. Royalty Lyrics


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I'm sick of staring in the mirror
Trying to figure out what I should fix next
I wasn't always like this
Obsessed with appearances
I guess
Is this just growing up?
A constant state of over analysis
If that's what this is
I'm not into it

Fuck, I'm getting stuck again
Can't get out of my head
I want to run and hide

I hate looking at myself
Can't see anything I like
In what's staring back at me

(Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck)

I curse at clouds as they follow me home
I just want some space
But they won't leave me alone
And it's not fair, this feeling
That they won't leave me be
Feels like anytime I leave my house
I struggle to be me

Fuck, I'm getting stuck again
Can't get out of my head
I want to run and hide

I hate looking at myself




Can't see anything I like
In what's staring back at me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to U.S. Royalty's song "The Mirror" convey a deep sense of dissatisfaction and frustration with one's self-image and the pressure to conform to societal standards of appearance. The singer expresses their exhaustion with constantly scrutinizing themselves in the mirror, desperately searching for flaws to fix. They acknowledge that this obsession with their physical appearance is a recent development, suggesting that it may be a byproduct of growing up and internalizing society's emphasis on external beauty. The repeated questioning of whether this constant self-analysis is simply part of maturing underscores their confusion and discontent.


In the second paragraph, the singer confronts the overwhelming feeling of being trapped inside their own thoughts. They feel stuck, unable to escape the cycle of self-criticism and self-doubt that plagues their mind. The desire to run and hide highlights their longing to escape from the overwhelming pressure they feel to meet unattainable expectations. The use of explicit language, such as the chant-like repetition of the word "fuck," emphasizes the intensity of their frustration and despair.


The third paragraph delves deeper into the singer's self-hatred. They admit to despising the sight of themselves, unable to find anything they like or appreciate in their reflection. This strong aversion to their own appearance suggests a distorted self-perception, where flaws are magnified and positive traits are overlooked or dismissed. The repeated expletive intensifies the raw emotions expressed, revealing the depth of their self-loathing.


The final paragraph shifts the focus from the mirror to the external world, specifically the metaphorical clouds that follow the singer home. These clouds symbolize the constant presence of negative thoughts and judgments that haunt them, despite their desire for some respite or personal space. The unfairness of this situation and the feeling of never being able to fully express their true self is expressed. They highlight the struggle they face in finding self-acceptance when confronted by societal pressures and expectations.


Overall, the lyrics of "The Mirror" paint a poignant picture of self-doubt, frustration, and the struggle to find self-acceptance in a world that constantly bombards individuals with messages of perfection and conformity. The raw honesty and emotional intensity of the lyrics make them relatable to anyone who has experienced feelings of insecurity and dissatisfaction with their own appearance.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm sick of staring in the mirror
I am tired of constantly examining myself in the mirror


Trying to figure out what I should fix next
Attempting to identify what flaws I should address


I wasn't always like this
In the past, I did not have this mindset


Obsessed with appearances
Preoccupied with how I look


I guess
I suppose


Is this just growing up?
Could this be a natural part of maturing?


A constant state of over analysis
Continuously analyzing myself too much


If that's what this is
If that is the case


I'm not into it
I do not enjoy it


Fuck, I'm getting stuck again
Oh no, I am trapped again


Can't get out of my head
Unable to escape my own thoughts


I want to run and hide
I desire to flee and conceal myself


I hate looking at myself
I detest seeing my own reflection


Can't see anything I like
Cannot find anything about myself that I appreciate


In what's staring back at me
In the image that is looking back at me


(Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck)
(Oh, expressing frustration)


I curse at clouds as they follow me home
I express anger towards clouds that seem to trail me on my way back


I just want some space
I simply desire some distance


But they won't leave me alone
Yet, they refuse to abandon me


And it's not fair, this feeling
And this feeling is unjust


That they won't leave me be
That they will not let me be


Feels like anytime I leave my house
It seems that every time I exit my home


I struggle to be me
I find it challenging to be myself




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Abe Anderson, Bee Schreiner, Colleen Dow, Sage Livergood

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