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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