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I'm me. Yes, I burp, I fart, I poop and I pee. But so does everyone else, it's not just me.
My pants are shredded at each knee. I have my evil glare down to a tee.
I've been swimming since I was born and singing since three. Now, that might not be you, but that's cause it's me.
My writing is brilliant; my music's the key. Because I'm not trying to be someone else, I'm just me.
So, now who the hell are you trying to be?