Chemicals

Out in the world of perfection and rejection
Grimace and spit at my reflection
I'm sick of this image dissection
Strip you down and look at your complexion
Every day's a formal inspection
You have to be just so
An image projection
Taking a new direction
You don't want to take
But it's all that dejection
Getting you down, pushing you out
Wanting to make a correction
Out in the world of perfection and rejection
Grimace and spit at my reflection

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