Open up your magazine and see what's inside

I'm sure that you will find me--this is where I hide

Treat me as your fantasy, escape from the day

Into my model existance

I will take you far away



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Camera camera, take a picture of me

Look through your lens

Tell me what do you find within your view?

Speak to me while I'm looking at you!

Am I pleasant and kind

All in all just one perfect smile

Or the face of regret

For someone that you've never met?

A schizophrenic, photogenic model of time

A picture of health a real gold mine

Lovely to look at and lovely to hold

A spirit that's broken and a heart that's ice cold



Trying hard to be so pretty since I don't know when?

All my time at work and play spent in this eight by ten

An epitaph of dedication, that's what they said

You know she nearly made it, but she had a child instead



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(Instrumental to end)