| I feel you staring right at me
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| And I know exactly
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| Why you might be laughing
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| At the things I do
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| You can judge me
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| But that ain’t gonna touch me
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| I’ll be the one laughing
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| 'Cause I ain’t asking you
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| What’s the use in fighting?
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| Nothing’s gonna change your mind
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| What’s the use in trying?
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| I ain’t sorry this time
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| Don’t need your permission to just be myself
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| Don’t know what you envision?
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| Hey, I’m someone else
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| I’m not here to listen
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| You know I can tell you ain’t dealt with it
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| But you’ll get over it (get over it)
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| Ha, you’ll get over it (get over it)
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| You’ll get over it (get over it)
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| You’ll get over it (get over it)
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| Call me special
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| Don’t try and fill my head full
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| Baby, I’m a rebel
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| Your words don’t mean a thing
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| This my highway
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| And I’mma going my way
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| I’m running in my lane
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| Like I’m a wearing rails
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| What’s the use in digin?
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| Nothing’s gonna change your mind
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| I’ll be out here flying
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| I’m not sorry this time
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| Don’t need your permission to just be myself
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| Don’t know what you envision?
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| Hey, I’m someone else
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| I’m not here to listen
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| You know I can tell you ain’t dealt with it
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| But you’ll get over it (get over it)
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| Ha, you’ll get over it (get over it)
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| You’ll get over it (get over it)
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| You’ll get over it (get over it) |