Why do we have to run away from our past?
Why do we have to hide our tears?
Why do we feel sorrow easy and fast?
Why do we have 2 deny our fears?
Maybe i'm ugly but i'm pure
Maybe ı'm bad but there's a cure
Coz ı can be colorful
And ı can be beautıful
And ı know ıts not a crıme
To be a dreamer
Why do i have to be the one that u want?
Ain't ganna be anyone but me
İf you want me come im an open heart
İm not perfect but im proud to be just me
Maybe i'm ugly But i'm pure
Maybe i'm bad But there's a cure
Coz ı can be colorful
And ı can be beautıful
And ı know ıts not a crıme
To be a dreamer
Im the star of my lıfe
And u wont take wat's mıne
U wont ever get me down
Coz ıts my world
And ıve got the crawn
Coz ı can be colorful
And ı can be beautıful
And ı know ıts not a crıme
To be a dreamer
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