silicone heaven
As no-one see's there beauty with-in
it's a lye when they say the eye of the beholder,
knows your every sin
look into my eye's, I can see your soul
we were mean't for eachother
let me in, and i'l show you how i know.
All you pretty thing's, living out there
all needing new body part's, for some one to care
must be beautiful, all eye's on me
it's a losing battle, as time passes so quickly.
So close to perfection, though I still want more
I do not want to look 40, when I am 24.
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