Сначала я хотела выложить песню какой-нибудь клевой, но малоизвестной группы.
Но вопрос не в том, чем я хочу поделиться, а в том, что я хочу, чтобы услышали.
Я хочу, чтобы вы услышали вот эту немного грустную, немного смешную, но очень... правильную песню.
Что бы не происходило вокруг, любите себя.



This is my body
And I live in it
It's 29
And 12 months old
It's changed a lot since it was new
It's done stuff it wasn't built to do
I often try to fill it up with wine
And the weirdest thing about it is
I spend so much time hating it
But it never says a bad word about me

This is my body
And it's fine
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time
It's not perfect
But it's mine
It's not perfect

This is my brain
And I live in it
It's made of love
And bad song lyrics
It's tucked away behind my eyes
Where all my fucked up thoughts can hide
Cos God forbid I hurt somebody
And the weirdest thing about a mind
Is that every answer that you find
Is the basis of a brand new cliché

This is my brain
And it's fine
It's where I spend the vast majority of my time
It's not perfect
But it's mine
It's not perfect
I'm not quite sure I've worked out how to work it
It's not perfect
But it's mine