I wish I could sing as well as you,
But I can't. So I won't fucking try to.
I wish I were as in shape as you,
But I'm not. So I'll stay in the drive-thru.
I'm just as perfect as anyone else.
My insecurities just get in the way.
If you love everyone more than yourself,
Please tell me why you never stay.
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