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Alexis James
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Desiree Nicole Washington
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Elizabeth Lamb
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Sam Fischer
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Steve Epting
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Demi Lovato
Demi Lovato
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Geoff Warburton
Geoff Warburton
Songwriter
Ryan Williamson
Ryan Williamson
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Sam Fischer
Sam Fischer
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Ryan Williamson
Ryan Williamson
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Mitch Allan
Mitch Allan
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Scott Robinson
Scott Robinson
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Ryan Dulude
Ryan Dulude
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Josh Gudwin
Josh Gudwin
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Heidi Wang
Heidi Wang
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Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
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Lyrics

Thought when I grew up I would be the same as the ones who gave me my last name I would not give in, I would not partake In the same old drugs everyone else takes I'm better than that I'm better than that I'm living my life, so I go to Heaven and never come back But look where I'm at Look where I'm at I'm living the life that I said I wouldn't, I wanna go back I used to call my mom every Sunday So she knew her love wasn't far away But now I'm all messed up out in L.A. 'Cause I care more about what other people say I used to not take chances with God's name But it's been so long since I last prayed And now I'm all messed up and my heart's changed 'Cause I care more about what other people say Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah 'Cause I care more about what other people say I wish I could shelter the boy I knew From the constant hell I put him through 'Cause I'm all grown up and I'm black and blue I could use some tape, I could use some glue I'm better than that I'm better than that I should be living my life So I go to Heaven and never come back I used to call my mom every Sunday So she knew her love wasn't far away But now I'm all messed up out in L.A. 'Cause I care more about what other people say I used to not take chances with God's name But it's been so long since I last prayed And now I'm all messed up and my heart's changed 'Cause I care more about what other people say Yeah-yeah-yeah 'Cause I care more about what other people say I thought when I grew up I would be the same As the ones who gave me my last name (oh) I used to call my mom every Sunday So she knew her love wasn't far away (far away) But now I'm all messed up out in L.A. (out in L.A.) 'Cause I care more about what other people say (what other people say) I used to not take chances with God's name But it's been so long since I last prayed (since I last prayed) And now I'm all messed up and my heart's changed 'Cause I care more about what other people say Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah 'Cause I care more about what other people say
Writer(s): Demitria Lovato, Geoffrey Elliott Warburton, Ryan Keith Williamson Sr., Samuel Harry Fischer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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