They make you shine, they make you bling,
They package you up for mass consumption,
They make you sexy, they make you beautiful,
They use your body to sell you soul,
You’re the icon, you’re the symbol,
You’re the product of human desire,
You got it all, you live the dream,
You’re everything I don’t wonna be.
Allflaws – Prima Donna (Verse 2) Written by Gabriel Curran
