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Beautiful

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Curtain Call 2


Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you....

I'm just so fuckin depressed
I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump,
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps,
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark
To get psyched back up
In order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when
I ended up being in this position I'm in
I'm startin to feel distant again,
So I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent
But I just can't admit or come to grips
With the fact that I may be done with rap,
I need a new outlet
And I know some shit so hard to swallow,
But I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow,
But I know one fact, I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
I'll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow,
But you'd have to walk a thousand miles...

Chorus
In my shoes
Just to see
What it's like to be me
I'll be you
Let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain
You feel mine, go inside each others minds
Just to see what we'd find
Look at shit through each others eyes
Don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you
Don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you

Verse 2
I think I'm startin
To lose my sense of humor
everythings so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I got to check the temperture
Of the room just as soon as
I walk in, it's like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation
Like I want that
I'm not looking for extra attention
I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need no fuckin man servant
Tryna follow me around
And wipe my ass
And laugh at every single joke
I crack and half of them aint even funny like
"ahh, marshall you're so funny man
]you should be a comedian, god damn"
Unfortunately I am,
I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't get to gotta trade our shoes
And you aint gotta walk no thousand miles

Chorus
In my shoes
Just to see
What it's like to be me
I'll be you
Let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain
You feel mine, go inside each others minds
Just to see what we'd find
Look at shit through each others eyes
But don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you
Don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you
So...

Verse 3
Nobody asked for life to deal us what these
Bullshit hands were dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves,
And flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could of either just sat on my ass
And pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I'm placed
And get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid to wait by the door
And pack his bags
Or sat on the porch and hoped and pray for a dad
To show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in, in every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant actin stupid
And aunt edna was told me
Keep makin that face it'll get stuck like that
Meanwhile I'm just standin there holdin my tongue
Tryna talk like "thissss"
Till I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign
Pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then
Cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
Cause where you see it
From where you're sittin
It's probably 110 percent different
I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each others shoes at least
What size you wear?
I wear 10's, let's see if you could fit your feet...

Chorus
In my shoes
Just to see
What it's like to be me
I'll be you
Let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to feel your pain
You feel mine, go inside each others minds
Just to see what we'd find
Look at shit through each others eyes
But don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you
Don't let them say you ain't beautiful
They can all get fucked
Just stay true to you

Lately I've been hard to reach
I've been too long on my own
Everybody have their private world
Where they can be alone
Are you calling me?
Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me?
I'm reaching out for you...

*talking*
Yeah, to my babies, stay strong
Dad will be home soon
And to the rest of the world
God gave you them shoes, to fit you
So put them on and wear em
Be yourself man
Be proud of who you are
Even if it sounds corny
Don't ever let anyone tell you
You aint beautiful
Compositores: Andrew Gerard Hill (PRS), Donald Black (Black Don) (PRS), Jeffrey Irwin Bass (Bass Jeff) (BMI), Luis Edgardo Resto (ASCAP), Marshall B Mathers Iii (Eminem) (BMI), Marshall B Mathers Iii (BMI)Editores: Big Note Music Prod Ltd (PRS), BMG Blue (BMI), Don Black Music Ltd, Jeff Bass Music Llc (BMI), Nueve Music Llc (ASCAP), Resto World Music (ASCAP), Shroom Shady Music (BMI), Songs Of Universal Inc (BMI), Sony Atv Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Publicado em 2009ECAD verificado obra #3803884 e fonograma #2029109 em 13/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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