Make Me Pretty (feat. Andrea Storm Kaden)

For the grandest advancements In cosmetic enhancements There's only one man I'm entrusting my plan with Steinman, make me pretty (Steinman, make me-) Steinman, make me shine Just like the skyline of this city Then I can make this city mine Uh, do you listen to your dysmorphia? Because it isn't true (but if it sorta was) If one is in pursuit of perfection But with a dash of Adam, we can (catch some) Beauty is my duty, it's a moral obligation Nothing gonna stop this operation Contradict your hypocritic obligations Because of ugliness, I've lost a lot of patience Up on the surface, I was taught restraint 'Cause every doctorate comes with indoctrinations But in Rapture, we eradicate restrictions Let me cure what's average, because that's a sickness I'm Picasso, but with the kind of canvas Which is still alive as I splice your genetics I'm the man who answers the call of divine demands As Aphrodite guides me with a knife in hand Steinman, make me pretty Steinman, make me shine Like the skyline of this city Then I'll make this city mine Steinman, make me pretty Aphrodite, shed your light On my smile, and make it glittery Like my city shining bright It's a hideous world and this job, my curse Too fat, too tall, which one is worse? And this broad, so symmetrical it hurts (Doctor, stop cutting!) Call it, nurse If you're a disappointment or an abomination Come book an appointment for every consultation I regret to inform you, I don't ensure any miracles I'll ignore the protesters because they're surely hysterical I can polish a turd, success is doubtful In which case, I will work with just a scalpel Then I'll cut out what's malignant or simply unwanted So you can hold your nose high and be proud to flaunt it Oh goddess, how ugly, this subject you've brought me Get him on a gurney while his skin is still taut Because every great surgeon must work with what he's got I want to make them beautiful, but they all turn out awfully not What's your aesthetic ideal? Can you manifest it, or is it unreal? When you elevate the standard and you raise the bar For everybody, then we all get taken back to par And I took it too far, now just look at the scars The harm has already been done But I hear my goddess, so don't fear the ugliness Our work has only just begun Steinman, make me pretty Steinman, make me shine Like the skyline of this city Then I'll make this city mine Steinman, make me pretty Aphrodite, shed your light On my smile, and make it glittery Like my city shining bright You're just not good enough Darling, you're looking rough These plain old broads are making my job How should I put it? Tough 'Cause you're not good enough Darling, you're looking rough Such a disgrace, that ugly face Even a mother couldn't love