I'd like to unlearn every fucking thing they ever taught me about how we define out beauty. Wish I could tear down every precept that keeps us ugly and in line. Sell me your miracle cure, sell me your beauty lie. Sell me your perfect face, I'm ready to buy. Spent all my life searching for that one thing. A perfect level I can't attain, just another pill we have to swallow to keep us sedated and in shame. Sell me your miracle cure. Sell me your beauty lie. Sell me your perfect face. I'm ready to buy