Sticks & Stones

I want you to not forget that, please know you're fuckin' special

Why you make yourself so small? You're more than this
Can't you see you're beautiful? Girl, that's a gift
I know words tend sometimes to cut through, oh-oh-oh
Let it hurt, but don't believe it's true

All the struggles, all the doubts, let go, let go
If you're lost, girl, I will guide you home

No matter what they say, if they're callin' you names
I want you to not forget that, please know you're fuckin' special
Whatever they may throw with all their sticks and stones
These days may weigh so heavy, but girl, you're fuckin' special

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) I want you to know that
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) please know you're fuckin' special

There's a lion inside
Let him out and keep screamin'
Girl, you're feral and wild
Take your things that you need and

Stroll around, set your feet on foreign ground
And break all the doubts

No matter what they say, if they're callin' you names
I want you to not forget that, please know you're fuckin' special
Whatever they may throw with all their sticks and stones
These days may weigh so heavy, but girl, you're fuckin' special

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) I want you to know that
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) please know you're fuckin' special

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) I want you to know that
(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) please know you're fuckin' special



Credits
Writer(s): Jens Johannes Schneider, Jules Kalmbacher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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