| Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| You build us up just to knock us back down
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| Funny, how you act surprised when we hit the ground
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| We’re like domino, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| So bleed me of all my self-belief
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| My smile shows all my insecuri-teeth
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| In a kingdom of photoshopped kings and queens
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| We’ll never feel happy with ourselves
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| But insecurity sells
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| Dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| You build us up just to knock us back down
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| Funny, how you act surprised when we hit the ground
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| We’re like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| I hide my head under the sheets
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| 'Cause how can I face a world that ridicules the weak?
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| Where beauty is sold on the shelves
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| Forbid that we find it in ourselves
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| And, and now I’m broke, it don’t come cheap
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| Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| Oh, you build us like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| You build us up just to knock us back down
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| Funny, how you act surprised when we hit the ground
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| We’re like dominoes, dominoes, dominoes falling
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| Ariah was the most beautiful girl in this world
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| She shined like diamonds and rubies and pearls
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| But then as soon as she turned 13
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| She forgot just how bright that it was that she gleamed
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| Stuck in a material world of magazines
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| That glamourize the fake and photoshopped beauty queens
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| Top 10 beauty tips making her feel inadequate
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| For the first time in her life she felt ugly
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| So Ariah stopped eating to lose weight
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| She spent her dinner money on some make up for her face
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| But no matter how much she’d lost
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| Or how much she bought
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| She was never good enough
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| Or so she thought
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| Ariah felt she could never be loved
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| She started cutting her wrists and hiding her scars with gloves
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| At 16, an anorexic beauty queen, she collapses in a puddle of her tears and
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| blood
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| 'Cause she never felt enough
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| She never felt enough
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| You sell us all this lie that we must buy to keep in touch
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| But we can never buy enough, never buy enough
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| All the riches in the world can’t buy a sense of self love
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| Funny how you act surprised when depression levels rise
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| When you force feed inadequacy straight into our eyes
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| Television shows that praise the beautiful people
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| And talent competitions that just laugh at the feeble
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| Billboards, magazines, people turned to plasticine
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| Moulded like a factory, we’re growing up to fear feeling ugly
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| It’s lunacy
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| A knife in the community, 'cause insecurity breeds judgment
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| Judgment breeds hate, no unity
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| And hierarchy based upon aesthetics is what makes a kid in school get bullied
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| for genetics
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| And I felt so ugly growing up
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| The way that I looked sometimes got me beaten up
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| I mean what the fuck?
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| Sort of culture do we live in
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| When we’re defined by the shape of our face
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| When we’re ashamed by the size of our waist
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| When we’re imprisoned by the form that we take
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| And so we keep buyin' and spendin'
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| That’s just how this story goes
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| You build us up just to knock us back down
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| And we just keep falling…
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| Like dominoes |