God beat me down with sticks and with stones
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But you took me in, ugly as I was.
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When I just drowned silent
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You put bright lights everywhere
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And now I don’t feel the same.
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I want to dust myself down and throw the weight,
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To laugh at how I’m inside out
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Because you put bright lights everywhere
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And now I don’t feel the same.
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You watched over me,
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A shell wrapped around me
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It was the strangest most beautiful you could be.
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Come back, Take your place,
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Don’t leave me in this space.
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I am the strangest most beautiful I could be.
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Don’t need angels to show me truth or uncover these eyes.
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Don’t need teachers to point fingers because all I want is you.
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Beautiful you are.
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Beautiful to me.
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Beautiful and you’re mine.
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Strangest Most Beautiful
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| Buddahead |
