i don't feel beautiful
Look at her, look at him, oh, they look so good
With their bodies and their features, that's undeniable truth
Why do I always have to print their skin upon mine?
And cry out dry with the reflection in front of my eyes?
I suck in the stomach like my mother's taught me to
Stuck with the clothes I know only fit me right for you
Maybe a feminine touch will bring up my self-esteem
But only in my love's house or next to my bathroom's sink
(I wanna be)
But I don't have the strength or space for it
(I wanna leave)
Hurting routines and give myself relief
(Not thinking)
About the pain don't truly make it go away
It only adds time for it to stay
I don't feel beautiful, beautiful
I don't feel suitable, requireable
I don't feel pretty, or handsome, or sexy, or hot
Or all the other things my mind keeps telling me I'm not
Not beautiful, beautiful
I'm not craveable, desirable
I don't feel gorgeous or fitting for complimenting smiles
Guess my mind thinks to be beautiful ain't quite my style
Look at me, look at me, oh God, look at me
This little frightened bird's only waiting for cue to flee
Intimidated by your looks and moves and words and pace
That's everything I've ever wanted my shell to contain
So my neck is stretched, my posture's put in deadly trial
Thighs may look ok, but look at all else for a while
Will you see what I see? Become my dear despiser?
Maybe between you and me, we'll find different answers
I don't feel beautiful, beautiful
I don't feel suitable, requireable
I don't feel pretty, or handsome, or sexy, or hot
Or all the other things my mind keeps telling me I'm not
Not beautiful, beautiful
I'm not craveable, desirable
I don't feel gorgeous or fitting for complimenting smiles
Guess my mind thinks to be beautiful ain't quite my style
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I didn't grow up admiring someone like me
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
In fact, I only understood I was black around 19
(Oh-oh, whoa-oh)
I wanna be seen by my own eyes kindly
I wanna see me as something so pretty
I wish I learned to fight for my own feelings
Learned to fight for my own room to be me
I don't feel beautiful, beautiful, beauty
Suitable, requireable, beauty
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, I don't feel
Beautiful, beautiful, beauty
Suitable, requireable, beauty
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, I don't feel
Beautiful, beautiful, beauty (whoa-oh)
Suitable, requireable, beauty (whoa-oh)
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, I don't feel (I don't feel)
Beautiful, beautiful, beauty (whoa-oh)
Suitable, requireable, beauty (whoa-oh)
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, beauty
With their bodies and their features, that's undeniable truth
Why do I always have to print their skin upon mine?
And cry out dry with the reflection in front of my eyes?
I suck in the stomach like my mother's taught me to
Stuck with the clothes I know only fit me right for you
Maybe a feminine touch will bring up my self-esteem
But only in my love's house or next to my bathroom's sink
(I wanna be)
But I don't have the strength or space for it
(I wanna leave)
Hurting routines and give myself relief
(Not thinking)
About the pain don't truly make it go away
It only adds time for it to stay
I don't feel beautiful, beautiful
I don't feel suitable, requireable
I don't feel pretty, or handsome, or sexy, or hot
Or all the other things my mind keeps telling me I'm not
Not beautiful, beautiful
I'm not craveable, desirable
I don't feel gorgeous or fitting for complimenting smiles
Guess my mind thinks to be beautiful ain't quite my style
Look at me, look at me, oh God, look at me
This little frightened bird's only waiting for cue to flee
Intimidated by your looks and moves and words and pace
That's everything I've ever wanted my shell to contain
So my neck is stretched, my posture's put in deadly trial
Thighs may look ok, but look at all else for a while
Will you see what I see? Become my dear despiser?
Maybe between you and me, we'll find different answers
I don't feel beautiful, beautiful
I don't feel suitable, requireable
I don't feel pretty, or handsome, or sexy, or hot
Or all the other things my mind keeps telling me I'm not
Not beautiful, beautiful
I'm not craveable, desirable
I don't feel gorgeous or fitting for complimenting smiles
Guess my mind thinks to be beautiful ain't quite my style
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I didn't grow up admiring someone like me
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
In fact, I only understood I was black around 19
(Oh-oh, whoa-oh)
I wanna be seen by my own eyes kindly
I wanna see me as something so pretty
I wish I learned to fight for my own feelings
Learned to fight for my own room to be me
I don't feel beautiful, beautiful, beauty
Suitable, requireable, beauty
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, I don't feel
Beautiful, beautiful, beauty
Suitable, requireable, beauty
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, I don't feel
Beautiful, beautiful, beauty (whoa-oh)
Suitable, requireable, beauty (whoa-oh)
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, I don't feel (I don't feel)
Beautiful, beautiful, beauty (whoa-oh)
Suitable, requireable, beauty (whoa-oh)
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Craveable, desirable, beauty
Credits
Writer(s): Enzo Borges
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