Blood On The Dance Floor - Beautiful Surgery | Текст песни

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• Blood On The Dance Floor
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Hollywood is a place where they'll
Pay a thousand dollars for a kiss.
And fifty cents, for your soul!

[Verse 1]
Take a knife, cut a slice
Of my beautiful plastic life
Take my shoes, see my view
Im imperfect just like you
Cover up all my flaws
Work to fix all my withdraws
This is fame, this is pain
A life of luxury and fame

Break the mold, sell my soul
Plastic Model to behold
Pay the price, live advice
Be high price & 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 myself

[Chorus]
Keep talking all your shit
Beautiful Surgery erases all of it
You can't cut me down
Im worth myself
Into pieces that make me so

These rumors and all the shit
I paid a pretty price to erase all of it
You can't stop me now
I'll save myself
From your self inflicted hell

[Verse 2]
Battles in the mirrors,
Its only the beginning
The battles in myself,
Seems never ending
Slap me on the face,
Tell me that I fake the truth away
Cus plastic always breaks

There's nothing ideal,
About being real
There's so many flaws,
To cover and conceal
Connect the dots, use my dreams,
Remove my heart so this seams
So don't hate me cuss I'm pretty
Hate yourself cuss your not me

[Chorus]
Keep talking all your shit
Beautiful Surgery erases all of it
You can't cut me down
Im worth myself
Into pieces that make me so

These rumors and all the shit
I paid a pretty price to erase all of it
You can't stop me now
I'll save myself
From your self inflicted hell

[Bridge]
Break it down
Break it down
Break it down
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

[Verse 3]
1, 2
Paparazzi let your camera flash
Don't like my pictures? Kiss my ass
I'm better then you, I fucked your mom
I'll take your grandma to the fucking prom
My face is like mace, my hair is gold
Put them together it's like a perfect storm
I'll chew you up, I'll spit you out
Show you what this games about

Exact same glitter,
The punk & 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 black out eyes,
And hair extensions
All tattoo and lip injections
Razor sharp cutting edge,
But i rather cut your face instead

[Chorus]
Keep talking all your shit
Beautiful Surgery erases all of it
You can't cut me down
Im worth myself
Into pieces that make me so

These rumors and all the shit
I 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
Im worth myself
Into pieces that make me so

These rumors and all the shit
I paid a pretty price to erase all of it
You can't stop me now
I'll save myself
From your self inflicted hell

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