|you're ugly, so what, I love it|
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I tell the world I would.
I tell the world I could.
I'll tell the world I would I could.
Like an usual time when day start to breaking dawn.
It's a life that up and down.
Finally the pieces found.
I'll sing a song I love to count.
One... two... three... and damn.
I loose counting, who cares?