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Have you ever heard of them
The shades who offer you a chance
To get societies' starlight
And all you have to do

Is to change your name, forget your style ,
and almost everything you are ,
no time to ask, hell, do your best
just be what the brand needs

When you wake up – first is the make up
Food is poison for you dear
Check the mirror, Babe from now on you eat water with some air
And if you’re really good – you gonna lose your boobs
Just after all, once you can go on the catwalk

Don't feed the models, don't feed the models
Don't feed, don't feed the models after midnight
Don't feed the models, don't feed the models
Don't feed, don't feed the models at night

Have you ever heard of them
The gremlins of wonderland
The ones who gonna laugh out loud
if you tell them what to do
No way to give up their style
Cause it's burned in their skin and eyes
With every move they make to prove
Don't need your fucking rules !
Little mad, but never sad
Unbreakable sick maniacs.
Hot as hell, they’re not to sell ,but always ready to attack
They won't follow you - just do what they wanna do
And don't care if you ever share their point of view

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