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English II Beauty Is A Killer Obsession that crawls under your skin Vanity that becomes fatal as it lingers With the trigger between her fingers The desire of perfection can lead to your own demise In a society filled with lies The dwelling hunger continues to grow with time Her concealer couldn't hide all her nightmares As the jaded blade enters the flesh Tears start to run down her frighten eyes He convinces her with his lies Once he is done, he has left you to die Left to stare into the mirror of this horrible crime Everything's monotone in her dead eyes No longer her own mother can recognized her disfigured face The obsession has left her with no name
For long she wished to be pretty, but never she was a pretty as she was at her grave Was it all worth it for your fake beauty... The price was more then you thought