The Body Is True Songtext
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Proper and thin as the letter ?I?
They cuddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie
That was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
They cuddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie
That was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine
Proper and thin as the letter ?I?
They cuddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie
That was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies
Pay 10,957
14 more hairs on my comb
I hit the gym; 14 sets of 10 repetitions
I called you up
I called you up; ?Let's share the doomed flesh I made?
Gazing at you, gazing at you You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine
Called you up, called you up on this numbered day
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine
Called you up, called you up on this numbered day
Share with me, share with me the doomed flesh I made
MASTERPIECE, MASTERPIECE
THE FINE PHYSIQUE OF A SLAVE
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine
Proper and thin as the letter ?I?
They cuddled my precious mind
Told me I'd never die
That was a lie
That was a lie
The body is true because it dies
The body is true because it dies
Pay 10,957
14 more hairs on my comb
I hit the gym; 14 sets of 10 repetitions
I called you up
I called you up; ?Let's share the doomed flesh I made?
Gazing at you, gazing at you You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine
Called you up, called you up on this numbered day
Gazing at you, gazing at you
You're perfect like a statue
But more fine, more fine
Because your beautiful body will die
Like mine
Like mine
Called you up, called you up on this numbered day
Share with me, share with me the doomed flesh I made
MASTERPIECE, MASTERPIECE
THE FINE PHYSIQUE OF A SLAVE
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