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Texty: Belinda. End Of The Day.

I don't wanna hear it again
You're always getting stuck in my head
All the things you think that I'm supposed to be
Don't worry about the way that I am
Cause that's the only way that I plan on being
So forget trying to take my dreams from me

And I'm not sorry that I'm not just like everybody else
And I'm not sorry cause that would mean I'm not cool with myself
And sometimes I can feel like I'm the only one with pain
Pray that I'll be ok, at the end of the day

I hate being alone in the dark
But I'm still gonna follow my heart
And no one is ever gonna make me stop
So many things that I wanna do
So many walls I'm gonna break through
Someone on the other side I hope is you

And I'm not sorry that I'm not just like everybody else
And I'm not sorry 'cause that would mean I'm not cool with myself
And sometimes I can feel like I'm the only one with pain
Pray that I'll be ok, at the end of the day

Will you be there holding my hand when I fall down?
Will you be there trying to make me change and be the same as you?
I don't wanna be like you, I don't wanna be like you!

And I'm not sorry that I'm not just like everybody else
And I'm not sorry 'cause that would mean I'm not cool with myself
And sometimes I can feel like I'm the only one with pain
Pray that I'll be ok, at the end of the day
At the end of the day
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry
At the end onf the day