lirik lagu cyrus mirrors - my last surgery
[verse]
my parents show me ai~generated versions of my baby pics
makeshift apologies; stars rain over isfahan, metaphorical astrology
as one fifth of iranians get rhinoplasties
eurocentric parasitic ideals and ideologies
as white women endorse hair straightening procedures to alter your natural
biology
i stayed away from the kool aid
in the midst of ice raids, in need of mutual aid
travel bans and unraveling klan mentality
reverberating liberal verbal b~n~lities, they aren’t that different
a mental surgеry is one clingy mistress
that from a distance can seem likе your wife
i question life; i question if i ever had faith
congolese hands on the ground in a puddle of wild rubber
that’s the same color as the colonizer
who’s to blame? the ones who sliced the cake indeed
the same perpetrators strike the yemenis as they celebrate eid
as the gazans devour turtles in famished huddles, it’s a hurdle
as the sudanese miss home, being human is apparently controversial
b~tton~up shirts and linen pants to match in
bars from leningrad recorded in the ominous globe al~south headquarters
i already told you, i stopped feeding wells, dimes, and quarters
and equipped the mortarboard in an attempt to become a student
it became conclusive: i am a human, not a surgical patient
patience, my child, may you come to the same revelations
trying to get my mind of things by
attempting to find goats on an islet after eating chilean hamburgers
sold by minimum wage~earning college~attending workers
drowning in the icy water of egotistical calculations
i bet they undergo surgeries too; most likely
it’s most timely that i formed this understanding
white boys rebranding but still spew the same message
kids of color grow up with the same impressions
if i acted too brashly or appeared agitated they had the infrastructure to impose
orientalist dehumanization
i am the most quiet on the bus; that’s integration right there
no one is quieter than me on the bus; i’m dead silent
while in my mind coming up with ways to explain how my culture isn’t violent
but they wouldn’t listen, for instance, the image of a middle eastern man was
meticulously shaped to project the occident’s intentions
so being myself was an idea i resented
cut my hair so short that it couldn’t curl anymore
the burden wore me down until i fell on the floor
can’t you tell i’m an abommunoid by my night vision?
i start crying when stars glisten or when i hear airplanes humming
calming myself by listening to inner~city griots balafon drumming
i was in babylon succumbing, until i realized i’m cyrus
now my goal is to free and to inspire
(my goal is to free and to inspire, inspire)
[hook]
mirrors should not reflect other strangers’ corpses
this is my last surgery; i can draw self~portraits
mirrors should not reflect other strangers’ corpses
this is my last surgery; i can draw self~portraits
mirrors should not reflect other strangers’ corpses
this is my last surgery; i can draw self~portraits
mirrors should not reflect other strangers’ corpses
this is my last surgery; i can finally draw self~portraits
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