Make It Beautiful

I'm so sick and tired of being let down
When I am needing you the most you're never there
I close my eyes and hope that maybe you'll be here
But all you ever do is disappear

I take my pain and I turn it into power
I know you thought that this would keep me down
I take my hurt and I make it beautiful
This will not be the end, I'll come out alive

I'm so sick and tired of being beat down
While you are dragging my name all through the dirt
And now you ask me why I'm always down
And it's because you beat me into the ground

I had to crawl out of hell
I carried this on my back
You crucified my name and now
You will never forget my name
I am queen of pain and I will never bow to your name

I take my pain and I turn it into power
I know you thought that this would keep me down
I take my hurt and I make it beautiful
This will not be the end, I'll come out alive

I take my pain and I turn it into power
I know you thought that this would keep me down
I take my hurt and I make it beautiful
This will not be the end, I'll come out alive

I am queen of pain, you will know my name
I will watch you rise just to fall back down
In the dirt where you left me so long ago



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Harbour, Brian King, Lee Ray Iv, Lincoln Coleman, Taylor Smith
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