quarta-feira, 30 de março de 2011

Fuckin' Perfect



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, missunderstood Miss know it, 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 fucking perfect Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel Like you're nothing you're fucking perfect, to me You're so mean When you talk, about yourself You're wrong, change the voices In your head Make them like you instead So complicated Look how we are making Filled with so much hatred Such a tired game It's enough, I've done all I can think of I've chased down all my demons I see you do the same Oooh oooooh Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel Like you're less than fucking perfect Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel Like you're nothing you're fucking perfect, to me The whole world is scared so I swallow the fear The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer So cool in lying and we tried tried tried But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time Done looking for the critics, cuz they're everywhere They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair Stringe ourselves and we do it all the time Why do we do that? Why do I do that? Why do I do that? Yeah Ooooh Ooh, pretty pretty pretty Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel Like you're less than fucking perfect Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel Like you're nothing you're fucking perfect, to me You're perfect You're perfect Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel Like you're nothing You're fucking perfect, to me

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