скоро встретимся кабуу

Ну чо уважаемые.. справимся?

у меня нет жизненных позиций любви целей и амбиций

алкоголь в моей кровии

Саша а ты ведь чуть ли на коленях не клялся что не изменишь

[Verse]
The world is full of Leeches every avenue you see
But I'll be dancing in the rain cause that's the way to be
I won't conform to their rules won't let them take my fire
I'm blazing trails while they're stuck in the quagmire

[Pre Chorus]
(Believe)
Don't conform

[Chorus]
So be something different let your colors show
In this sea of shadows let your true self glow
Don't follow the blind stay true to your heart
Be something different that's where it starts

[Verse 2]
They're throwing shades of gray and counting money stacks
But I'll be painting with the stars while writing my own tracks
Their voices fade to nothing just echoes in the wind
I'll sing my truth out loud where real dreams never bend

[Pre Chorus]
(Believe)
Be true to yourself

[Chorus]
So be something different let your colors show
In this sea of shadows let your true self glow
Don't follow the blind stay true to your heart
Be something different that's where it starts

[Bridge]
They'll try to break you down with empty shallow charms
But you'll stand taller when you rise beyond their arms
Keep pushing forward don't settle for their mold
Your spirit's shining brighter than any lies they've told

[Chorus 2]
Yeah be something different walk that crazy line
In a world of copies your soul will always shine
Don't let them dull your sparkle or steal your inner light
Keep spreading your own magic turning wrong to right

[Pre Chorus]
(Believe)
Don't let the fire go out

[Chorus]
So be something different let your colors show
In this sea of shadows let your true self glow
Don't follow the blind stay true to your heart
Be something different that's where it starts

[Outro]
(Believe)
Don't conform
(Believe)
Be true to yourself
(Believe)
Don't let the fire go out
(Believe)
(Believe)
(Believe)
Don't conform
(Believe)
Be true to yourself
(Believe)
Don't let the fire go out
(Believe)
(Believe)

Be Something Different

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