Beautifull (MV)

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 *ing 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 in this position I'm in
I'm starting 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 * 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...

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 other's minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at * through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get *ed, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get *ed, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humour, everything's so tense and gloom, I
Almost feel like I got to check the temperature of the room just as soon as
I walk in, it's like all eyes on me, and 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 wanna 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 *ing man servant, tryna follow me around and wipe my ass
And laugh at every single joke I crack and half of 'em ain't even funny like "Hah!
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 gotta trade our shoes, and you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles...

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
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Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we'd find, look at * through each other's eyes

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get *ed, just stay true to you (Sooooo)
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful (Ohhhh)
They can all get *ed, just stay true to you (Sooooo)

Nobody asked for life to deal us what these bull * hands we're 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, every single place, every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me, "Keep making that face it'll get stuck like that"
Meanwhile I'm just standing there holding my tongue tryna talk like "thissss"
Till I stuck my t