I know what they think of me
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I just don't care
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No one tells me to my face
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They'd never dare
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When you come from somewhere else
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Everything feels strange
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So much pressure to conform
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But I don't wanna change...
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Like a square peg in a round hole
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I never fit in;
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But I won't beg, or sell my soul
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I'm stronger within.
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There were time s when I would try
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To play along
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Folks would laugh at me, but never say why
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I'd got it wrong
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You can stand up in a crowd with ten thousand people
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And still be on your own
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So if faking friends means that I'll be your equal
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I'd rather be, rather be alone...
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Like a square peg in a round hole
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I never fit in;
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But I won't beg, or sell my soul
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I'm stronger within.
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(And if you ever feel like I feel
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You would understand)
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Although some days it hurts you inside
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Just hold on to your pride....
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Like a square peg in a round hole
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I never fit in;
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But I won't beg, or sell my soul
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I'm stronger within.
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Like a square peg in a round hole
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No, don't ever fit in
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So you don't beg, or sell your soul
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Oh, you're stronger within
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Square Peg
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| Beverley Knight |
