LivingDoll

She Dorothy Dandrige, she Marilyn Monroe
Gia Carangi, man she Anna Nicole
Her face won’t tell you what she goes through at all
So she goes through life like she’s just a living doll

She thinks she’s Barbie, she dresses up for every event
Always guy watching ‘cos she’s tryna find her Ken
Went through handfuls of men, but she’s scared of commitment
Living life to the fullest and she doesn’t know her limit

So she’s handing out digits, knows exactly how to work her hips
Then she pouts her lips…’till they never look at other chicks
Light brown eyes, and a body that she’s working with
Smile so seductive you would think that she’s been practicing

Voice melodic and a laugh that’s got you thinking out loud
Perfect woman, fantasizing with your head in the clouds
Nails done, long legs any woman would die for
This female is the opposite of being an eyesore

She’s a beauty, Megan Fox mixed with Jessica Alba
Add a little Hyori Lee with some Scarlett Johansson
She’s stylish, rocking every trend that’s in fashion
Walk of a model but she looks like she’s crashing
And in just two words that’s a fatal attraction

She Dorothy Dandrige, she Marilyn Monroe
Gia Carangi, man she Anna Nicole
Her face won’t tell you what she goes through at all
So she goes through life like she’s just a living doll

Always wearing heels for the added sex appeal
But it’s all a big disguise ’till the scars all heal
They’re slowly fading, but the bruises don’t fade fast
Always sprinting to escape, but she ends up last

Flashback to the past,
See this shy looking girl, just surrounded by nerds
Braces ‘cross her teeth, she was awkward as hell
Did her homework to a tee, never needed no help

But this girl was far from pretty
The type to get ignored in the city
And her pain was just too hard to conceal
Heart aching with the laughter, started throwing up meals

Now she’s making up for years
That they taunted her in middle school
Now she’s feeling hella cool,
Playing with the same dudes that she never went up to

She Dorothy Dandrige, she Marilyn Monroe
Gia Carangi, man she Anna Nicole
Her face won’t tell you what she goes through at all
So she goes through life like she’s just a living doll

She has it all, but she’s feeling like she’s still incomplete
She’s got the health, looks, men and a downtown suite
Working for that dream home with the perfect career
No more modeling for ads and staring into the mirror

Wishing she could just be, more than just what you see
But that won’t happen in her life, unfortunately
So she’s hiding her pain, tryna push it away
Taking pills, medication, doing drugs by the tray

She’s imperfect to a point that her flaws are obscured
A pathetic substitution of what she had to endure
But it’s all a disguise, just a creation of mind
That has her bawling when she cries, every time she close her eyes

Suicide is slowly creeping, but she’s seeking no help
Lost control of herself from all the bullshit and stress
Once a carefree life, now she’s picturing death
Just a real depressed girl, and she’s got nothing left

Tryna just forget what she remembers too well
Made herself look angelic, ‘cos she’s living through hell
And if she stop breathing, told her family pull that cord
‘Cos she’d rather die young and leave a beautiful corpse
Like a doll.