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Here I am, here I stand |
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Took a picture of my hand |
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Bet you can tell it's not mannicured |
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Here I am, half a man, |
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I'm not a doctor, I'm not a tan |
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And I never helped the score |
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I drive to fast, the team picked me last |
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I break the rules and like it |
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My body curves, I forget the words |
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I missed the serve and lost it |
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All my flaws to see |
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But you still love |
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Love me |
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Here I am face down |
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Sometimes I smile or frown |
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But it depends on the time of day |
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Here I go off the road |
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I spend cash on my clothes when I still have bills to pay |
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My skin isn't clear |
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Haven't spoken in a year |
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'Cause I still have fears I'm tryin' to overcome |
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My truths aren't right |
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My jeans are too tight |
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When I pick a fight I turn to run |
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All my flaws to see |
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But you still love, love me |
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You still love me |
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Even when I sin I don't fit in |
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'Cause I've been burned when I waited my turn |
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Don't act my age I don't want too |
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Call it a phase call me a taboo |
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Won't do as I'm told to believe |
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I wear my heart on my sleeve |
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Oh, oh, oh |
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All my flaws to see |
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You still love, love me |
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You still love oh oh |
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You still love me |
