Heather Dale – Medusa lyrics

Mother would tell me I was a pretty girl,
then she would cry all night.
Nobody thinks that really they're being cruel
when they suggest that I should try to look like them,
as if God loved the pretty ones best.

Damn'em all- I create my own perfection!
Damn'em all in the face of their rejection!
Damn'em all- well this dog will have its day!
My graden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away.

Notice the ones who all likes to criticize,
are the ones trying to hide.
Why would I sell my soul to be one of them.
Better to love the me within, behind the skin;
I choose to be a Goddess inside.

Damn'em all- I create my own perfection!
Damn'em all in the face of their rejection!
Damn'em all- well this dog will have its day!
My graden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away.

...Tamiraindam dam daram daram...

Damn'em all- I create my own perfection!
Damn'em all in the face of their rejection!
Damn'em all- well this dog will have its day!
My graden's full of pretty men who couldn't stay away.