Print

You think you're special The purest beauty The pristine bullet Shot into my womb Radience can't dim If you're already dull Ornate your lackluster self With my personality Our lovely model Please strike a pose for us Our lovely model Is so second rate Our lovely model Please strike a pose for us Our lovely model Is so second rate Greasy pink circles adorn her cheeks Lipstick smeared on her lips And it's my dress And it's my hair And it's my dress And it's my hair SongtexteOur lovely model Please strike a pose for us Our lovely model Is so second rate Our lovely model Please strike a pose for us Our lovely model Is so second rate Our lovely model Is so plain No thoughts of her own Just does as she's told A gilmmer of envy Sparkles in her eye Berate her but never let her escape She clutches her face And looks in the mirror Wipes away the steam To see her brown features And you know what she said? Well, it went like this: "Why can't it be me?" Go home to your mother Tell her where you've been Go home to your mother Show her your awful face Why don't you just look at your face... So I'm not perfect Look at yourself Aus Songtexte Mania