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Everyone's Believing It


Who started this trickery? This ever shrinking waist There is no debate That skin and bones is not why men fantasize But you say and you starve Perfection is what you are aiming for Clothes in the front I cannot stop the race that has already started Cause everyone’s living it So you figure it must be true Idols on the wall Everyone’s believing it So it must be true Like wild fire Girls lose their souls I’m just here to say There’s always another chip and another crack You can live without personality That’s for people with smaller dreams The grass is always greener on the other side But it’s a picnic for no one Beware In no time There will be nothing left Beware In no time You will want to peek on over Missing and itching for the other side
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