Oh, how I love bearing witness
To the ruthless competition
For the crowing and the title
Of the country's newest
Cutest little victims

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So your life is a violent fire
Burning out fast for the world to admire?
Chew them up, spit them out
Sell the photos to the press
You're the one that wanted this
Tell me, how's it feel to be famous?

And you knew you were in love
The first time your eyes eye-fucked the camera
But now you want space
Now you want privacy
I'm sorry, darling
Your life is public property

Please, let me worship the beauty
You were blessed with in post
While respecting the boundaries
For another lonely brick on your road
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