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I'm here, right in front if you Been waiting in the queue In my fish net stockings and Jimmy Choo's You look right through me So sophisticated, so bourgeoisie An imposter in fancy duds Filled with ice cold blood Nothing matters, nothing, so self absorbed I hurt, I feel pain, I hemorrhage Look up, embrace the dream Take your head out of the guillotine Love, live, enjoy Pick me, in my fancy shoes, beautiful,  pristine
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
Fancy
I'm here, right in front if you Been waiting in the queue In my fish net stockings and Jimmy Choo's You look right through me So sophisticated, so bourgeoisie An imposter in fancy duds Filled with ice cold blood Nothing matters, nothing, so self absorbed I hurt, I feel pain, I hemorrhage Look up, embrace the dream Take your head out of the guillotine Love, live, enjoy Pick me, in my fancy shoes, beautiful,  pristine
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Aug 25, 2015
Aug 25, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
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