Eminem - Beautiful

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Hot song from the "Relapse" album! **LYRICS: Lately I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everybody has a private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me, are you trying to get through Are you reaching out for me, I'm reaching out for you I'm just so fuckin' depressed I just can seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump But I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up In order for me to pick that mic back up I don't know how I pry away And I ended up in this position I'm in I starting to feel distant again So I decided just to pick this pen Up and tried to make an attempt to vent But I just can't admit Or come to grips, with the fact that I may be done with rap I need a new outlet I know some shits so hard to swallow And I just can't sit back and wallow In my own sorrow But I know one fact I'll be one tough act to follow One tough act to follow Copy One tough act to follow Here today, gone tomorrow But you have to walk a thousand miles CHORUS In my shoes, just to see What it's like, to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes Just to see what I'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each other's mind Just to see what we find Look at shit through each other's eyes But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you sOoOoo Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful OoOo They can all get fucked. Just stay true to you I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor Everything is so tense and gloom I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room Just as soon as I walk in It's like all eyes on me So I try to avoid any eye contact Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation Like I want that... I'm not looking for extra attention I just want to be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room Maybe just point me to the closest restroom I don't need fucking man servant Tryin to follow me around, and wipe my ass Laugh at every single joke I crack And half of them ain't even funny like Ahh Marshall, you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown So why don't you all sit down Listen to the tale I'm about to tell Hell, we don't have to trade our shoes And you don't have to walk no thousand miles [CHORUS] Nobody asked for life to deal us With these bullshit hands they've delt We have to take these cards ourselves And flip them, don't expect no help Now I could have either just Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned But take this situation in which I'm placed in And get up and get my own I was never the type of kid To wait but I know to unpack his bags Never sat on the porch and hoped and prayed For a dad to show up who never did I just wanted to fit in Every single place Every school I went I dreamed of being that cool kid Even if it meant acting stupid Aunt Edna always told me Keep making that face till it gets stuck like that Meanwhile I'm just standing there Holding my tongue up trying to talk like this Till I stuck my tongue on the frozen stop sign poll at 8 years old I learned my lesson and cause I wasn't tryin to impress my friends no more But I already told you my whole life story Not just based on my description Cause where you see it from where you're sitting Is probably 110% different I guess we would have to walk a mile In each other's shoes, at least What size you where? I wear tens Let's see if you can fit your feet [CHORUS]