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Blemish



Ben Lee - Blemish - Текст песни

I go out of my way to not dress up 
So you can make a scene 
You say I should have combed my hair 
Or worn some nicer jeans 
You've got spaghetti on your chin 
While you curse me cause I'm not tucked in 
My minds made up that I'll try hard 
To fit in with your friends 
With their cleanest pants and their dirty jokes 
They drive me round the bend 
Just let me hold this job 
And prove you need a slob 
I'm gonna tell that one bad joke 
Be like a pimple on your face 
I'll be the blemish in an otherwise perfected place 
If you're perfect, you don't matter 
Cause there's nothing to achieve 
So I'm your blemish and for that you can be pleased 
I'll go out of my way to irritate 
I'll try to get a rise 
I'll pull the chair out from under you 
And tell you stupid lies 
But I'm the best you'll get 
Although you don't know it yet 
My mind's made up, my mood is down 
I'll leave you on the shelf 
I'll give you someone good to blame 
If you don't wanna blame yourself 
' Cause I'm happy, a mosquito 
Irritate you, while I eat you 
I'm gonna tell that one bad joke 
Be like a pimple on your face 
I'll be the blemish in an otherwise perfected place 
If you're perfect, you don't matter 
Cause there's nothing to achieve 
So I'm your blemish and for that you can be pleased 
So I'm your blemish and for that you can thank me
   
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