paroles de chanson Mannequin - Bird of Ill Omen
Held
at
gunpoint,
at
the
expense
of
fashion,
Smile
so
plastic,
bent
on
self-reconstruction,
These
lies
feed
starvation,
caged
in
your
beauty,
For
the
price
of
vanity
you
are
purest
in
form,
The
ugliest
of
creatures,
sculpt
your
body
at
any
cost,
create,
Whore,
uphold
this
image
I've
now
acquired
the
taste
to
loathe
you,
Paint
yourself
the
prettiest
colors,
feed
this
lie
absolutely,
Grotesque
in
perfect
uniform,
so
beautiful
in
surgical
attire,
Feed
this
lie,
standing
brilliant
with
this
body,
I
prostitute
this
face
to
every
household,
You
may
purchase
this
product
for
the
mere
fact
That
I've
tortured
starved
and
beaten
this
body
to
market
this
item,
How
much
did
you
pay
for
this
body?
As
I
slice
away
another
layer,
I
know
it's
not
your
fault,
We
are
indeed
your
new
role
models,
in
the
cruelest
form,
The
most
beautiful
creatures,
how
you
have
passed
logic
so
many
punctures
ago,
Feel
warm
at
heart
to
know
you've
gained
so
much
disrespect
For
trading
your
dollar
to
bleed
a
thinner
you,
what
are
you
worth?
Is
it
beauty?
Is
that
fashion?
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