Men have made the bombs Men have made guns The dreaded torture chambers And the barbed wire fence But of all the awful things That men did invent The idea of ideal beauty Is worth the most contempt
And tell me whos a killer? If we all consider That emotions runs as deep as flash And the idea of ideals That say what beauty is Has sentenced so many to death
So if beauty is your friend Youd better go deceive it Beauty is the beast You better believe it Your wasting all your life If your trying to achieve it Beauty is the beast And you better believe it
Beauty is the beast, Beauty is the beast, Beauty is the beast
Now who can tell me how and where to begin In a world who thinks of ugly as the cardinal sin And constantly is talking about the beauty within But locks up in the cellar everything that is grim
And tell me whos a killer? If we all consider That emotions runs as deep as flesh And the idea of ideals That say what beauty is Has sentenced so many to death
Beauty is the beast Beauty like a barbed wire fence
So if beauty is your friend Youd better go deceive it Beauty is the beast You better believe it Your wasting all your life If your trying to achieve it Beauty is the beast And you better believe it
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