you came to this city
to make it big time
talented and pretty
hold a sick rhyme
oh, so determined
could see it in your eyes
you would stand strong
never compromise
but it took so long
you didn't realize
when the purest song
became the truest lie
you got a manager
and then you met work
you took the criticism
from all the experts
you doing porn now
stilettos worn down
only fifty bucks to get you to perform now
he got you in the car 'cause he said he liked blonds
and then he got you home
said put this wig on
wearing strap-ons
wasn't in the plans
you wanted money so you listened to the man
what is now corrupted was once beautiful
welcome to the industry
this is what they do and he said

put your face down
and your ass up
tuck your free mind
into these handcuffs
cover up the flaws
in between the sheets
you sold out now
how can you sleep

syntax their abstract statements
idea roles and product placement
don't try to distort your melody
it may get redundant once again
textiles direct the motion
a demanded expiration
they've got you in their bed
with no room for fucking you one said

pretty prom queen pastel face paint
posing for the pictures but the pout won't placate
princess posture attempt to look proper
primp and you preen but real poets never prosper
poseurs get praised pop-art parades
you must pay the pig for your song to get played
a pussy as the price by the end of the night
but some of us work for love til the moment is right
so we spike the punch and mock all the popular
outsiders looking in jovial and jockular
but on the inside we wanna be crowned
you hold your worries up to be beat down
either way you ending up on your knees
suck the spotlight til your gods are appeased
so do you stand up or do stay down
it seems the whole worlds going both ways now

put your face down
and your ass up
tuck your free mind
into these handcuffs
cover up your flaws
in between the sheets
you sold out now
how can you sleep

syntax their abstract statements
idea roles and product placement
don't try to distort your melody
it may get redundant once again
textiles direct the motion
a demanded expiration
they've got you in their bed
with no room for fucking you one said

go replicate in monotone (x5)
you can tell you are the girl tonight
go replicate in monotone
you know they've got no room


Lyrics submitted by LetsGoAlright

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