I¡¯ve got my same old nose and no cheekbones.
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I¡¯ve got my stomach rolls, rather bare wardrobe.
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They¡¯ve got seven floors, one on the east coast.
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Why they grin so wide, they¡¯ve got their visions no one knows.
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Chorus:
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I think I¡¯m on the bright side.
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Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
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I hope I¡¯m on the bright side.
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What beauty is today is a fake from what¡¯s inside.
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My teeth are yellow stars sleeping in my jaws, while their lips enlarged, in a constant pout.
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They¡¯re the types of girls who hide their wedding rings, if it doesn¡¯t match their clothes.
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They¡¯ve got their visions no one knows.
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And why we¡¯re patient no one knows.
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Chorus:
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I think I¡¯m on the bright side.
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Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
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I hope I¡¯m on the bright side.
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What beauty is today is a fake from what¡¯s inside.
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Learn to let go of tired skin.
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It¡¯s just a fence to hold me in.
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I ask for a closing statement.
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I ask for just one prayer that I can put me into.
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We¡¯re the most modern man machines.
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Under our masks not what we seem.
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We must not sleep underneath the slow and steady descent of the fools upstairs.
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Chorus:
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I think I¡¯m on the bright side.
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Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
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I hope I¡¯m on the bright side.
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What beauty is today is a fake from what¡¯s inside.
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on the bright side.
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Got my hair cut short, I do my class report on time.
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I hope I¡¯m on the bright side.
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What beauty is today is a fake from what¡¯s inside.
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I¡¯ve got my same old nose and no cheekbones.
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(I think I¡¯m on the bright side.)
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My teeth are yellow stars sleeping in my jaws,
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(I think I¡¯m on the bright side.)
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They¡¯ve got seven floors, one on the east coast.
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(I think I¡¯m on the bright side.)
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They¡¯re the types of girls who hide their wedding rings,
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(I think I¡¯m on the bright side.)
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The Last Great Star In Hollywood
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| Meg & Dia |
