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Do you know what i had to do to reach perfect?
Little girl you think you’ll be like me
You may look at me and think perfect body
But do you know how many times I’ve stuck my finger down my throat
You may look at me and think perfect hair
But do you know how damaged it is with all the coloring I’ve had
You may look at me and think perfect skin
But do you know how close I am to cancer from the tanning beds
You may look at me and think perfect smile
But do you know how ugly I was with braces
You may look at me and think what perfect clothes
But do you know how many years I had to stand on the corner and sell my body
Little girl you think you want my life, but you don’t
You may look at me and think perfect body
But do you know how many times I’ve stuck my finger down my throat
You may look at me and think perfect hair
But do you know how damaged it is with all the coloring I’ve had
You may look at me and think perfect skin
But do you know how close I am to cancer from the tanning beds
You may look at me and think perfect smile
But do you know how ugly I was with braces
You may look at me and think what perfect clothes
But do you know how many years I had to stand on the corner and sell my body
Little girl you think you want my life, but you don’t
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