Dernier Cri

You know I’m more than beauty, right?
Drowning in the applause
Can you see past the hurt in my eyes?
It’s been bottling up…
I’m not just what you see
There’s so much more to me
You’re just distracted
By the fashion
This mask you see
Elle s’habille en dernier cri
(Drop / Breakdown 1)
All that I truly want in life
I might never have
My glitz, my glam, and your desire
Its not all that I am
I’m not just what you see
There’s so much more to me
You’re just distracted
By the fashion
This mask you see
Elle s’habille en dernier cri
(Drop / Brakdown 2)
(Bridge)
When I turn the corner, I strike a pose
Hear the cameras shutter, that’s how I know
Haute couture, here on the floor
Take it off, sashay, tearsheets and more
I check my chart, at the end of the day
That voice I hear, is mother agent say
Get some rest, no time to play
Work queen work, slay queen slay
(Drop / Breakdown 3)
My beauty
My grace
These gifts, in my way
Dreaming of holiday
My beauty
My grace
This simple ballet
Don’t, you disobey
My beauty
My grace
My life, on display
While my soul fades away
My beauty
My grace
It’s shante you stay
I’m just not okay