[Refrão]When a girl can't be herself no moreI just wanna cry, I just wanna cry for the worldWhen a girl can't be herself no moreI just wanna cry, I just wanna cry for the world (Repeat)[Verse 1]In the morning from the minute that I wake upWhat if I don't want to put on all that make up?Who says I must conceal what I'm made of?Maybe all this Maybelline is covering my self-esteemWhose job is it to straighten out my curves?I'm so tired of that image, that's my wordWhat if today I don't feel like putting heels on?Who are you to criticize when beauty's only in the eyes...Of the beholder, so behold herSing, sing, sing, why, oh, oh, oh, why, oh?[Chorus][Verse 2]Uh, uh, I'm so secure with insecuritiesWhy is being unique such an impurity?Why are the numbers on the scale like a God to me?All of these indifferences are based on our appearancesWe please to be appeasedThe truest pleasure is the fact that we can breatheThink it into existence, do it, then achieveA fairy tale reality, beauty was with a beastUh, uh, I'm the image of your reflectionEh, eh, you're the image of my reflectionSing, sing, sing, why, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh why, oh?[Chorus]
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[Refrão]
When a girl can't be herself no more
I just wanna cry, I just wanna cry for the world
When a girl can't be herself no more
I just wanna cry, I just wanna cry for the world (Repeat)
[Verse 1]
In the morning from the minute that I wake up
What if I don't want to put on all that make up?
Who says I must conceal what I'm made of?
Maybe all this Maybelline is covering my self-esteem
Whose job is it to straighten out my curves?
I'm so tired of that image, that's my word
What if today I don't feel like putting heels on?
Who are you to criticize when beauty's only in the eyes...
Of the beholder, so behold her
Sing, sing, sing, why, oh, oh, oh, why, oh?
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, I'm so secure with insecurities
Why is being unique such an impurity?
Why are the numbers on the scale like a God to me?
All of these indifferences are based on our appearances
We please to be appeased
The truest pleasure is the fact that we can breathe
Think it into existence, do it, then achieve
A fairy tale reality, beauty was with a beast
Uh, uh, I'm the image of your reflection
Eh, eh, you're the image of my reflection
Sing, sing, sing, why, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh why, oh?
[Chorus]
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