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Why in a world of ugly faces should I, be allowed to be so hot. So many people without talent
yet I was born with all the magical gifts I got. The perfect body, the perfect face it's like god's best work all in one place. But the haters hate perfection. How in a world that's so imperfect did I wind up with so much cool. Friends never stick around too long. They never feel like they belong, next to me they feel like a fool. I've got the grace of a dancer, a golden voice, people seem to hate me like I had a choice. Being this blessed is a lonely way to be. It's a true burden being wonderful like me
yet I was born with all the magical gifts I got. The perfect body, the perfect face it's like god's best work all in one place. But the haters hate perfection. How in a world that's so imperfect did I wind up with so much cool. Friends never stick around too long. They never feel like they belong, next to me they feel like a fool. I've got the grace of a dancer, a golden voice, people seem to hate me like I had a choice. Being this blessed is a lonely way to be. It's a true burden being wonderful like me