Show me a smart book, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me the dust in the hallway, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
DJ Deagle
Good morning, the fine Sir Gatoah
I'm a phenomenon, I am 10 out of 10
Geometrically perfect, like a LEGO face
I got that Youtuber-Look by the book and printed
Every day I gobble down a new beauty product
I protect myself, because I never read price tags
They don't tolerate negative female images*
And they don't tolerate facial wrinkles
Michael Jackson Style, I gotta keep up**
So I apply even more layers
Who wants an honest skin?
My favorite resource? (eyyy) Botox
I get all those prices, they call me an idiot
Ey yo, mirror mirror in the phone, tell me:
Am I the King?
The mirror hesitates awkwardly, then it begins to sing
You're beautiful, but in exchange, you have no skills***
Not reading, not writing nor anything else
You're beautiful, but that's not your fault
That's not even your fault, it's not your fault
In spring the little rose thinks: "Who doesn't want to suffer, has to be beautiful."****
I don't get it...
But I put so much effort into this, every luxury fashion convention makes me compliments
Nice user interface! And they make me an offer
that makes me happy
99% off... on my looks
I have to fit into these clothes, if I'm hungry, I'll have boiled laundry
Some people only wear the same trashy shreds
I wear something different every day - fabric change*****
Don't ask how old the ones who sew my clothes are
On a scale of 1 to 10
Welp, clothes make people, but the people that make the clothes
to this day, can't afford too many designer jackets
I'm losing my train of thought - mirror in the phone: Am I the king? (Come on) The mirror hesitates awkwardly, then it begins to sing
You're beautiful, but in exchange, you have no skills***
Not reading, not writing nor anything else
You're beautiful, but that's not your fault
That's not even your fault, it's not your fault
In spring the little rose thinks: "Who doesn't want to suffer, has to be beautiful."
I must've misheard, what was that?
You're beautiful, but in exchange, you have no skills***
Not reading, not writing nor anything else
You're beautiful, but that's not your fault
That's not even your fault, it's not your fault
In spring the little rose thinks: "Who doesn't want to suffer, has to be beautiful."
Show me a smart book, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me the dust in the hallway, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
Show me a smart book, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
(clothes make people, but the people that make the clothes
to this day, can't afford too many designer jackets)
Show me the dust in the hallway, I'll close my eyes
Beauty sleep
(to this day, can't afford too many designer jackets)