Lera Lynn

Lera Lynn - Image lyrics

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You fabricate me, necessitate me

I am the cover of your magazines

Your morning dark roast lust cuisine



You can't escape me

Your hate creates me

I am the cancer to your feminine,

The mother of the serpentine



I am the headline

I am the undermine

I am the voice inside your head. 

A screaming child with deadly lead



You give me buzz feed

You sun the bad seed

You crave the endless stream of the sensational and obscene



l'I give it to you

You're gonna beg me

l'll give you rise and shine and break your legs

I'll drink your fine wine and leave you the dregs



You're gonna thank me, 

Congratulate me

For the mindless image that we've made 

And the ugly truth we've betrayed
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Language: English

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