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)