Here you are doll, you’re a star
You are all over and under
And your blood drips on every paper
Creating these clips of gothic collage
They are digging this shit up
You’re a phenomenon, a fantasy
Those boys would tear you apart
They beam at your thighs, not your personality/charm concoctions
Those girls would kill to be as beautifully, odd
They would stretch the skin to new heights, lengths
An earthly goddess, may I just touch the satin sleeves?
For I am a lonely untouchable and
I’d give my own daughter for one lock of that gold
Sexy Hollywood, Sexy Hollywood
So easy a bribe.
The price tag for your soul and body just for that shine
The end of your lackluster dreams/
That innocent gleam you fake when the lens is dead on
Lights.Camera.Look.they.all.love.me
I can honestly say, the new you looks great on you

02/16/2008

Posted on 02/16/2008
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