I can’t eat anything
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Without shoving my hands down my throat
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And I refuse to meet the world without smearing on makeup
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With my hair blinding my eyes
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Oh, blinding my eyes
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I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
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Or the color of my skin
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Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?
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I stretch myself across the world
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Pushing my limits
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For your entertainment and
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You had the nerve
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To call out my weaknesses and
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drag me through the dirt
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I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen my own eyes
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Or the color of my skin
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Do you know what it’s like to feel ugly all the time?
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Ooh
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I’m staring in the mirror
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Looking back at the person I hate
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Ooh
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I’m staring in the mirror
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Looking back at the person I hate
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Ooh
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I’m staring in the mirror
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Looking back at the person I hate
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Ooh
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I’m staring in the mirror
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Looking back at the person I hate
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I cant remember the last time ive seen my own eyes(eyes)
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Or the color of my skin
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Do you know what its like
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I cant remember the last time
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I've seen my own eyes
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Or the color of my skin do you know
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what its like too feel ugly all the time!
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Ooh
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Ooh
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The color of my skin
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Do you know what its like to feel ugly all the......
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Waltz Moore
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| From First To Last |
