I Still Love Me
I cant seem to get my hair straight for crap.
But i still love me.
Its tired the way it takes those naps.
But i still love me.
when it comes to popping zits im not that tuff.
but i feel ugly
so i do and they pop back up
they just love me.
I turn the camera around i wanna shout.
foreal trust me.
but i realize thats not what counts
and i still love me.
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