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lunes, 9 de mayo de 2011

Made a wrong turn, once or twice.
Dug my way out, blood and fire.
Bad decisions, that's alright...
Welcome to my silly life.

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood;
Miss 'No way, it's all good', it didn't slow me down
Mistaken, always second guessing, underestimated
Look, I'm still around.

Pretty ,pretty, please, don't you ever ever feel
like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty, please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
you're fuckin' perfect to me!

You're so mean when you talk about yourself, you were wrong.
Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead...

So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred... such a tired game.
It's enough! I've done all I can think of,
chased down all my demons. I've seen you do the same.

Pretty ,pretty, please, don't you ever ever feel
like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty, please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
you're fuckin' perfect to me!

The whole world's scared so I swallow the fear.
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer,
so cool in line, and we try, try, try, but we try too hard 
and it's a waste of my time.
 
Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere.
'They dont like my jeans, they don't get my hair'
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time.
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?

Why do I do that?

Pretty ,pretty, please, don't you ever ever feel
like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty, please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing
you're fuckin' perfect to me!  

You're perfect, you're perfect!


Pretty, pretty, please, don't you ever ever feel
like you're less than fuckin' perfect.

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