Miss Fame - I Run The Runway (feat. Violet Chachki) Lyrics

Command attention
Serve the face
Can't touch my body
Or my grace
I am the brand
Custom fashioned
Obsessed with beauty
Visual passion

Faces sculpted by the hand of god
Sell the garment, baby that's my job
Legendary as the Golden Age
Pain is beauty if you want to slay

I run the runway e-e-e-e
I run the runway e-e-e-e
All eyes on me e-e-e-e
I run the runway e-e-e-e
Sophistication
Dark constriction
Bondage beauty
My addiction

Obscure seduction
Complete control
Hit the motion
Demand the role

Faces sculpted by the hand of god
Sell the garment, baby that's my job
Legendary as the Golden Age
Pain is beauty if you want to slay
We run the runway
We run the runway
All eyes on me
We run the runway

Marlene beauty
Norma Jean
Evangelista
Mansfield queen

Being Bettie
Dovima down
Moncler illusion
Garbo's crown

I run the runway e-e-e-e
I run the runway e-e-e-e
All eyes on me e-e-e-e
I run the runway e-e-e-e
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