Hayley Arthur
Bodies are bodies
Don’t put them on a pedestal
These looks are just dispensable
We’re humans, not collectibles
They’re awkward, gross and flabby
They’re flawed, not like a Barbie
Gotta know this to be happy
They’re not my soul, they’re just a shell
Put my mind on show and tell
This flesh is glorified too well
Bodies are bodies
She lost weight, see that bikini
She’s flawless and now she’s skinny
So they’re saying “Wish that could be me”
I’d trade years to be an envy
My priorities are scary
This significance I bury
Like the scale we check for weight
It tips to exaggerate
Our clothes and what we ate
Bodies are bodies
I exchange things for attraction
It’s a terrible transaction
I know it’s selfish, but it’s fashion
And I’m beautiful how he made me
Wearing clothes and being pretty
That’s okay, just don’t be greedy
Guys, sex’s not all she wrote
There are other beauties, folks
Why’s every song about a hoax
Bodies are bodies
No matter what position, they exist in
By flaunting all this flesh that glistens
We’re giving Satan ammunition
When I’m in heaven I will fly
Every flesh that I deny,
The Lord fixes up a prize
We worship these broken temples
Obsessive with every pimple
Taking pictures like it’s simple
Bodies are bodies
Nothing more and nothing less
Don’t stress about how you dress
With your actions God is impressed
We’re racing in these cars
But I think we’ve gone too far
Without stopping to check our hearts.
Let’s transcend this empty culture
We’re as dark and grim as vultures
We can pave the way for others
Remember, bodies are just bodies.