You have to be perfectPerfume
You have to be perfect
Perfume to mask th smell of
I wish i was beautiful
You are beautiful
Perfume to mask the smell of
caked faces washed with tears
You are beautiful
I need to be perfect
Caked faces washed with tears
Pluck every inch of out of place hair with tweezers
I need to be perfect
It doesn't matter if it hurts
Pluck every inch of out of place hair with tweezers
Pain is beauty
It doesn't matter if it hurts
Don't take a lazy day.
Pain is beauty
Why do I stress over a man if he tells me
Don't take a lazy day
He doesn't love you anymore
Why do i stres over a man if he tells me
You have to be perfect
He doesn't love you anymore
I wish i was beautiful.
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