Vagina Demons

<The fading of a fashion harlet who after being let go flips out and releases the femonic  demons from her vagina that manifest in front of everyone’s eyes to destroy the beauty agency>

I promise it’s not me the reason for your misery your misery

I blame the industry cuz it’s the one that holds your key
the industry

Your body’s shivering cold and fright has left a tragic mold
or so I’m told

Your charm is wearing old and so are all the diamonds
that your beauty sold

We can’t reply to you I’m sad to say you’re going grey
I’m sad to say

And I’ve got to leave the office on time today on time today
on time oh yeah

Revenge is oh so sweet when demons manifest themselves
right at your feet  

I’ll make you pay for this I gave you 15 years
besides my camel’s kiss

Yes you must run and hide for evil broils from inside
so run and hide

I blame the industry you seething filthy bastards
stole my soul from me

I can’t believe that you’re surprised I’m grey 

I’ll be a masquerading star again
a star again
a star again

It’s so absurd to me the world of your fantasy
your fantasy

Too late the walls cave in and we are stuck
knee deep in drippings of your sin

I’m saving every breathe to sing the song
that brings you to an early death