May all your songs be true. Life is beautiful. Ugly is not. Everyone knows this. But somehow we’ve gone and gotten ourselves tied in knots of such ugliness that we’re not allowed to talk about ugly any more. Ugly doesn’t exist, or something. You’re all beautiful just the way you are. It’s in the eye of the beholder or blah blah?
All your songs
All your songs
All your songs
May all your songs be true. Life is beautiful. Ugly is not. Everyone knows this. But somehow we’ve gone and gotten ourselves tied in knots of such ugliness that we’re not allowed to talk about ugly any more. Ugly doesn’t exist, or something. You’re all beautiful just the way you are. It’s in the eye of the beholder or blah blah?