Inside she's shouting aloud
To all the faces that never appear
Her reflection as a mere shadow
She only sees the things she fears
Because we create an image
Impossible for most – not even pretty
They're torturing themselves –swallowed in whole
Into the illusion of perfection and beauty
Please silly girl look the other way
You'll take anything to feed your ideas
All the stuff on the street and TV
Will nourish your sickened views -
and tainted dreams
Thousands of girls ‘cause we create an image
Impossible for most – not even pretty
Are torturing themselves –swallowed in whole
Into the illusion of perfection and beauty
Let your old dreams afloat
It's time for new ones
Ones that keep you alive