Give me a wise book, I close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me the dust in the hallway, I close my eyes
Beauty sleep
DJ Deagle
Good morning, fine gentleman Gatoah
I'm a phenomenon, I'm 10 out of 10
Geometrical perfect like a LEGO-Face
I've got the Youtuber-Look like in the book and printed
Every day eating a new beauty product
I protect myself because I never read the price tags
They don't permit negative hussies
And they don't permit wrinkles
Michael Jackson style, I have to keep up
So I wear even more layers
Who even wants an honest skin?
My favorite commodity (eyyy) Botox
I get all the prices, they call me idiot*
Ey yo, mirror, mirror on the cell phone, tell me: Am I the king?
The mirror is hesitating embarrassed, then it starts to sing
You are pretty but you can't do anything/but it's not your fault**
Neither reading or writing nor something else
You are pretty but you can't do anything/but it's not your fault
It's not your fault you can't do anything/it's not your fault
In spring the rose thinks: "Someone who doesn't want to suffer has to be pretty"
I don't understand...
But I'm trying so hard, every luxury fashion fair compliments me
Nice user interface! And they make an offer which awakens joy
99% discount... on my appearance
The things have to fit, if I'm hungry I get boil wash
Some only wear the same bad scraps
I wear something new every day - fabric change
Don't ask how old the people are who sew my clothes
On a scale from one to ten
Well, because clothes make the man but the people who make the clothes
Can't really afford designer jackets
I am making a digression - Mirror on the phone: Am I the king?
(Come on) The mirror is hesitating embarrassed, then it starts to sing:
You are pretty but you can't do anything/but it's not your fault
Neither reading or writing nor something else
You are pretty but you can't do anything/but it's not your fault
It's not your fault you can't do anything/it's not your fault
In spring the rose thinks: "Someone who doesn't want to suffer has to be pretty"
I think I must be hearing things, what?
You are pretty but you can't do anything/but it's not your fault
Neither reading or writing nor something else
You are pretty but you can't do anything/but it's not your fault
It's not your fault you can't do anything/it's not your fault
In spring the rose thinks: "Someone who doesn't want to suffer has to be pretty"
Give me a wise book, I close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me the dust in the hallway, I close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Give me a wise book, I close my eyes
Beauty sleep
(Clothes make the man but the people who make the clothes
Can't really afford designer jackets)
Show me the dust in the hallway, I close my eyes
Beauty sleep
(Clothes make the man but the people who make the clothes
Can't really afford designer jackets)