Amanda Rogers

This Beauty
When your words Come too easily for me to believe And this paint goes on too thinly To peel away I will find A silver lining sometime Blur my vision And I'll be fine And I'll be fine Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me With every smile and every laugh There's something I will always lack And maybe, just maybe An imperfected me Will not be seen When your words Burn forever in my mind And those greens And those blues Seem too perfect to be true I will light a fire every time I think to myself I will be fine Letras de cancionesI will be fine Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me With every smile and every laugh There's something I will always lack And maybe, just maybe An imperfected me Will not be seen But I'll go on silently and I'll be strong fortunately This beauty is not clear to me This beauty is not clear to me To me, to me, to me... To me, to me, to me... Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me With every smile and every laugh There's something I will always... Burn the pages of the magazines I hate the way they look at me With every smile and every laugh There's something I will always lack And maybe, just maybe This beauty will be clearer to me, to me, to me... (Thanks to ditbooking for correcting these lyrics) From Letras Mania