Playboy cover girl

Camera flashes hit the crystal painfully,
You are frozen on paper, hiding your sorrow.
Everyone thinks they know your secret,
But behind the glossy smile is icy steel.
Life is scheduled frame by frame, sold into circulation,
A perfect picture, a colorful mirage.


They only need the body, the curves and the silks,
But I want to save you from this shutter click.

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Playboy cover girl, captive of the pages,
Hidden in a cage of others' empty passions.
I would tear this sheet from hundreds of fables,
To give you warmth in the flow of days.
Cover girl, queen of February,
You are a fantasy to them, but the truth to me.


The evening descends on the sleepy houses,
In an expensive hotel, you are sitting alone again.
The dress is thrown on the chair, the evening makeup is washed off,
This world seemed like heaven, but it became alien.
Hundreds of letters from madmen seeking love,
But no one hears the voice that sounds inside.


They only need the body, the curves and the silks,
But I want to save you from this shutter click.

Припев
Playboy cover girl, captive of the pages,
Hidden in a cage of others' empty passions.
I would tear this sheet from hundreds of fables,
To give you warmth in the flow of days.
Cover girl, queen of February,
You are a fantasy to them, but the truth to me.




Tomorrow a new issue will come out, the face will change,
This closed loop will be broken.
But I will keep your look, where the soul is hidden,
Where you are real, where you are so good.

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Playboy cover girl, captive of the pages,
Hidden in a cage of others' empty passions.
I would tear this sheet from hundreds of fables,
To give you warmth in the flow of days.
Cover girl, queen of February,
You are a fantasy to them, but the truth to me.


The truth to me...
Just step to me
Angel on paper...
Leave this gloss behind.