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Obsession Transgression
by Millie Manders
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Fake the image you've been chasing
Wake up to the lies they're telling
Make the choice to break the cycle
One step at a time
Turn from all your self obsession
Learn to shake your disaffection
Time to start a new conception
Crack the mask that binds
You and your magazine
You're obsessed with being a beauty queen
You've missed the fact that you're trapped
In a marketing web wasting all your time
You and your fashion sprees
Making sure you're always in the latest breeze
Six layers of lipstick and a selfie
For a thousand likes
Smash the mirror mirror baby
Don't buy into all they're saying
See the truth they're really selling
Chaining you down
You weren't born in photo shop
And moulds weren't meant for body parts
Lost inside a media farce
You need to step out of your hell
You and your magazine
You're obsessed with being a beauty queen
You've missed the fact that you're trapped
In a marketing web wasting all your time
You and your fashion sprees
Making sure you're always in the latest breeze
Six layers of lipstick and a selfie
For a thousand likes
Fake the image you've been chasing
Wake up to the lies they're telling
Make the choice to break the cycle
One step at a time
Turn from all your self obsession
Learn to shake your disaffection
Time to start a new conception
Crack the mask that binds
You and your magazine
You're obsessed with being a beauty queen
You've missed the fact that you're trapped
In a marketing web wasting all your time
You and your fashion sprees
Making sure you're always in the latest breeze
Six layers of lipstick and a selfie
For a thousand likes
Smash the mirror mirror baby
Don't buy into all they're saying
See the truth they're really selling
Chaining you down
You weren't born in photo shop
And moulds weren't meant for body parts
Lost inside a media farce
You need to step out of your hell
You and your magazine
You're obsessed with being a beauty queen
You've missed the fact that you're trapped
In a marketing web wasting all your time
You and your fashion sprees
Making sure you're always in the latest breeze
Six layers of lipstick and a selfie
For a thousand likes
