Everyone is perfect, in that special persons eyes
And **** is a state of mind, nothing to do with size
And beauty is a thing, that lingers deep inside
and is never superseded, by what is seen outside
Sometime people try to tell us, that none of this true
and if you're one of those people, then I feel bad for you
Because everything thats physical, will one day fall away
and then you will be left alone, with your shallow little ways
Jun 5, 2010
Jun 5, 2010 at 11:11 AM UTC
Everyone is perfect, in that special persons eyes
And **** is a state of mind, nothing to do with size
And beauty is a thing, that lingers deep inside
and is never superseded, by what is seen outside
Sometime people try to tell us, that none of this true
and if you're one of those people, then I feel bad for you
Because everything thats physical, will one day fall away
and then you will be left alone, with your shallow little ways
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