Love, love
Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love yourself
Love, love yourself
Love, love, love

I never felt at ease in my own skin
From when I was a young boy
I didn't know myself then
And now I know that
Nothing's wrong with my heart
Nothing's wrong with my head
Nothing'

And in the light of morning
I left my bed and street
Pass the park and bench
Where we no longer meet
I found a path forgotten
Green and overgrown
I followed my own footsteps
I walked there on my own

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Something's pulling me, I move ahead
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