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The vortex of addiction is out of square
there are imaginary catchwords everywhere
The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
and we crave the spotlight
An ephemeral prostitute in the centre of attention
my deserted space needs another case of intervention
celebrity is my speciality
glamorised in fashion I am the mannequin to be
Oh, sweet seventeen...her unblemished face
clad in the tint of juvenile flesh
seven dead orchids
lay trampled and beguiled
like the lust that died
She sits astride
The pictures my crayons painted
xeroxed and airbrushed to fit
admiration disguised in trivial pursuits
animated to death...
The vortex of addiction is out of square
there are imaginary catchwords everywhere
The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
and we crave the spotlight...
there are imaginary catchwords everywhere
The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
and we crave the spotlight
my deserted space needs another case of intervention
celebrity is my speciality
glamorised in fashion I am the mannequin to be
clad in the tint of juvenile flesh
seven dead orchids
lay trampled and beguiled
like the lust that died
She sits astride
xeroxed and airbrushed to fit
admiration disguised in trivial pursuits
animated to death...
there are imaginary catchwords everywhere
The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania
and we crave the spotlight...
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broken_n_bruised On Aug 27, 2005
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