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  a little boy with glasses
 The one they  the geek
 A little girl who never 
 'Cause I've got braces on  teeth
 And  know how it feels
 To cry myself to 
 
  that kid on every playground
  always chosen last
  single teenage mother
  to overcome my past
  don't have to be my friend
 But is it too much to 
 
 Don't  at me
 Don't call me 
 Don't get your pleasure from  pain
 In God's eyes we're all  same
 Someday we'll all  perfect wings
  laugh at me
 
 I'm the cripple  the corner
  passed me on the street
  I wouldn't be out here beggin'
 If I had enough to 
 And don't think I don't 
 That our  never meet
 
 I lost my  and little boy when
 Someone cross  yellow line
 The day we laid them in  ground
 Is the  I lost my mind
 And right now I'm down  holdin'
 This little cardboard 
 
 Don't laugh  me
 Don't call me 
 Don't get your pleasure from my 
 In God's eyes we're all  same
 Someday  all have perfect wings
 Don't laugh at 
 
 I'm fat, I'm thin,  short, I'm tall
  deaf, I'm blind, hey, aren't we all
 
 Don't laugh at 
  call me names
 Don't  your pleasure from my pain
 In God's eyes we're  the same
 Someday we'll all have perfect 
 Don't laugh at