Mike Bibby

I haven't viewed a mirror in god knows how long I've been lucky enough to catch glimpses of An obscure reflection on cars that I walk by It's a sad sight for sore eyes Lately I feel as though my mask has fallen apart Or that I've outgrown this shell Beats me which one it is Beats me which one it is For now I wish That I could lie on this green Without always sinking to the core because Contrary to what this scale says, I'm lighter than I think I am Contrary to what this scale says, I'm lighter than I think I am Contrary to what this scale says, I'm lighter than I think I am Contrary to what this scale says, I'm lighter than I think I am