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Blood On The Dance Floor

Beautiful Surgery

Hollywood; Is a place where they'll pay $1000 for a

kiss and 50 cents for your soul

Take a knife, Cut a slice of my beautiful plastic life

Take my shoes, See my view, I imperfect just like you

Cover up all my flaws, Work to fix all of the draws

This is fame, This is pain, A life of luxury and fame

Break the mold, Sell my soul, Plastic model to be whole

Pay the price, Living vise, Be Hollywood and roll the

dice

I can be your enemy, My armor is my vanity

Cut me up, Stitch me up, Make me perfect in front of

Myself

Keep talking all your shit, Beautiful surgery erases

all of it

You can't cut me down I rip myself into pieces that

make me whole

All these rumors and all this shit, I've paid a pretty

price to erase all of it

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-

inflicted hell

The battle's in the mirror is only the beginning, The

battle is in myself; Seems never-ending

Slap me on the face, Tell me that I faked the truth

always cause plastic always breaks...

There's nothing ideal about being real, There's so many

flaws to cover and conceal

Connect the dots, Live my dreams and move the hearts of

so many teens

Don't hate me for being pretty; Hate yourself cause

you're not me

Keep talking all your shit, Beautiful surgery erases

all of it

You can't cut me down I rip myself into pieces that

make me whole

All these rumors and all the shit, I've paid a pretty

price to erase all of it

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-

inflicted hell

Break it down

Break it down

Break it down

10, 9, 8, 7, 6

5, 4, 3, 2, 1

1, 2, Paparazzi flash, Don't wanna bitch just kiss my

ass

I'm better than you, I fucked your mom, I'll take your

grandmother to the fucking prom

My face is like music, My hair is like porn; Put 'em

together it's like a perfect storm

I'll chew you up, I'll spit you out, Show you what this

game's about

The sex and the glitter, The punk and the glam, Fuck

you bitch; It's who I am

Surgery's not a fashion crime, Get your ass to the back

of the line

With blacked-out eyes and hair extensions, All tattooed

with lip injection

Razor-sharp with a cutting edge but I'd rather cut your

face instead

Keep talking all your shit, Beautiful surgery erases

all of it

You can't cut me down I rip myself into pieces that

make me whole

All these rumors and all the shit, I've paid a pretty

price to erase all of it

You can't stop me now ill save myself from your self-

inflicted hell

Keep talking all your shit, Beautiful surgery erases

all of it

You can't cut me down I rip myself into pieces that

make me whole

All these rumors and all the shit, I've paid a pretty

price to erase all of it

You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-

inflicted hell