oeps
I look in the mirror
I see way too much
it's here, it's there
and a little crushed
she's so pretty
i keep saying that
whatever they say
they don't mean it, i say
look at her
get to know her
what's about her
that's not perfect?!
i can't get it out of my head
it keeps following me
it tortures me
i have to get away
what wrong with me
what's about her
what's about me
...i think i'm obsest...
I see way too much
it's here, it's there
and a little crushed
she's so pretty
i keep saying that
whatever they say
they don't mean it, i say
look at her
get to know her
what's about her
that's not perfect?!
i can't get it out of my head
it keeps following me
it tortures me
i have to get away
what wrong with me
what's about her
what's about me
...i think i'm obsest...
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 maart 2008 | ||
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