LYRIC
Phuahtu : H.O.M
Satu : Lude
[first stanza]
Is it the Face that holds the values
Or is it height measurements
As if the roses don’t sting just cuz it blooms
I don’t look rather charming in the morning
And i can barely reaCh the shelves
Nobody really talks about a lonely crow
[chorus]
Eyes do reaLly deceive you,
Its like we’re in a queue
Waiting to be picked by beautiful few
We’re living in the shadowS of the ones that are cute
If face is what makes uS, id rather be faceless
[second stanza]
Its funny how your personality
Is dEtermined by your face
It’s a real joke how the people are woke but blind
[chorus]
Eyes do really deceive you,
Its like we’re in a queue
Begging to be picked by beautiful few
We’re living in the shadowS of the ones that are cute
If face is what makes us, id rather be faceless
Eyes will always deceive you,
Its like we’re in a queue
And i know I’m never gonna be that cute,
I’d rather be ugly than be like you
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