Paint

Am I hiding, or is this just me?
Am I not allowed to be who I want to be?
It makes me feel better, 'cause pretty I aint!
What's wrong with a little bit of paint?

Am I being looked down upon again?
'Cause I'm wearing this lipstick in shade number ten
You look like a panda with that black around your eyes
Oh you're completely right... It's all part of my disguise...

You wouldn't put down a boy with scars
From an operation that he had in the past
He wears baggy jumpers to cover them up
He's not too happy in his skin... just like us!

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I can't draw a thing but you could call this art;
Applying blusher doesn't make me a tart
Don't call her an orange 'cause I think that's unkind
If you don't like Lady Gaga that's your problem not mine...!

And I'm not saying every face is a canvas
I'm just saying if you're feeling anxious
You should be able to wear whatever you choose
And if you think that I'm wrong, well - I refuse!

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There's nothing wrong with a little bit of paint

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