Churchillian legs
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hair barely there
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the harsh truth of the camera eye
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Your eyes signal pain
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because of the strain
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of smiling
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the harsh truth of the camera eye
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telling you all
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that you never wnated to know
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showing what
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you didn't want shown
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My so friendly lens
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zooms into
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"the inner you"
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and it tells the harsh truth
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and nothing but
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Laugh with us all here
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that's if you can
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then take the pictures home
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and scream
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telling you all
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that you never wanted to know
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showing you what
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you didn't want shown
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This photographer
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he must have really had it in for you
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"Oh, I don't want
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to be judged anymore
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I don't wnat to be judged
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I would sooner be Loved
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I would sooner be
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just blindly Loved..."
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The Harsh Truth Of The Camera Eye
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| Morrissey |
