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Men have made the a bombs
Men have made guns
The dreaded torture chambers
And the barbed wire fence
But of all the awful things
That men did invent
The idea of ideal beauty
Is worth the most contempt
And tell me whos a killer?
If we all consider
That emotions runs as deep as flesh
And the idea of ideals
That say what beauty is
Has sentenced so many to death
So if beauty is your friend
You’d better go deceive it
Beauty is the beast
You better believe it
You’r wasting all your life
If you’r trying to achieve it
Beauty is the beast
And you better believe it