Damn Selene - Glamour Shots Fired

The greatest trick that the devil ever pulled
Was convincing me I'm not beautiful
Three syllables we aim to reclaim
From the gazes of strangers to make it more personal

And I relate to the pain of the mismatched
Whiplashed fashion attained disproportional
And the gravest injustice entrusted in us
Is a quest to remain more dutiful

Look who's beautiful

It's your funeral, or a spider's nest
Or the best laid plans for the conjugals
With the confidence matched to the standards
Of assholes tresspassing by the bellyful

I can't help to feel, I can't help but crack
When the cat on the glass ain't approachable
Like I can't help but ask who's actually that?
And the answer I catch is uncomfortable

Look who's beautiful
Not sure how to prove that you're beautiful
Not sure how to prove that I'm beautiful
Not sure how to prove that we're not

I'm god damn beautiful
You're god damn beautiful
We're god damn beautiful
We're god damn beautiful

Written by:
Selene Toffoli

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