| Not a priority
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| They fail to see
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| Beyond blood, skin and bone
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| You arising
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| Can’t be anything
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| Other than the way you are
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| To reach out in that night
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| And truly touch a star
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| Please be yourself
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| You can’t be anybody else
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| Be yourself
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| Be yourself
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| You can’t be anybody else
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| Be yourself
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| Bon oui good to be
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| That blood, this skin, these bones
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| Grand scheme
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| Do they ever even out?
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| Good enough for you
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| More than good enough for me
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| To reach out in that night
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| And truly touch a star
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| Please be yourself
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| You can’t be anybody else
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| Be yourself
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| Be yourself
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| You can’t be anybody else
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| Be yourself
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| Take your time
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| In your own words
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| They could hardly be anybody else’s now
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| The silent are… could they?
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| The sky at night calls
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| Glitching in the system
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| Beyond blood, skin and home
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| The shelves aren’t bare
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| Can’t be anything
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| Other than the way you are
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| To reach out in that night
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| And truly touch a star
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| Please be yourself
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| You can’t be anybody else
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| Be yourself
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| Be yourself
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| You can’t be anybody else
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| Be yourself |