Blood On The Dance Floor
Blood On The Dance Floor - Beautiful Surgery lyrics
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Hollywood Is a place where they'll pay $1000 for a kiss And 50cents for your soul Take a knife, cut a slice of my beautiful plastic life Take my shoes, see my view, I imperfect just like you Cover up all my flaws, work to fix all of the draws This is fame, this is pain, a life of luxury and fame Break the mold, sell my soul, plastic model to be whole Pay the price, living vise, be high; win and roll the dice I can be your enemy, my armor is my vanity Cut me up, stitch me up, make me perfect in front of yourself Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole All these rumors and all this shit, I've paid a pretty price to erase all of it You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell The battle's in the mirror is only the beginning, The battle is in myself; seems never-ending Slap me on the face, Tell me that I faked the truth always cause plastic always breaks... There's nothing ideal about being real, There's so many flaws to cover and conceal Connect the dots, live my dreams and move the hearts of so many teens Don't hate me for being pretty; hate yourself cause you're not me Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole All these rumors and all the shit, I've paid a pretty price to erase all of it You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell Bring it down Bring it down Bring it down 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 1, 2, paparazzi making a flash, don't wanna bitch just kiss my ass I'm better than you, I fucked your mom, I'll take your grandmother to the fucking prom My face is like music, my hair is like porn; Put 'em together it's like a perfect song I'll chew you up, I'll spit you out, show you what this game's about The sex and the glitter, the punk and the glam, Fuck you bitch; it's who I am Surgery's not a fashion crime, get your ass to the back of the line With blacked-out eyes and hair extensions, All tattooed with lip injection Razor-sharp with a cutting edge but I'd rather cut your face instead Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole All these rumours and all the shit, I've paid a pretty price to erase all of it You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole All these rumours and all the shit, I've paid a pretty price to erase all of it You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted he