The beautiful system

See i'll never be beautiful in my eyes

Because I refuse to play apart in your systems lies

If i dont put on tigh cloths so a can copp a feel

apparently im ugly, so you say fuck it, cause it's just no deal

remebering a personality doesn'tt exist in this system

But all the bad bitches, I bet you could list them

So when i say im not beautiful,goregous, or cute

Dont sit up there and judge my im going to need you to put your mouth on mute

Because of what I have to give

Is way more than this system will even let you dream or live

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