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KATTY PERRY - PART OF ME


Days like this I want to drive away Pack my bags and watch your shadow fade You chewed me up and spit me out Like I was poison in your mouth You took my light, you drained me down But that was then and this is now Now look at me


 [Chorus:] This is the part of me That you are never gonna ever take away from me, no
This is the part of me
That you This is the part of me That you are never gonna ever take away from me, no
Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows
But you Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows But you are not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you This is the part of me That you are never gonna ever take away from me, no
I just wanna throw my phone away Find out who is really there for me You ripped me off your love was cheap Was always tearing at the seams I fell deep, you let me down But that was then and this is now Now look at me


[Chorus]Now look at me I'm sparkling
A firework, a dancing flame
You won’t ever put me out again
I A firework, a dancing flame You won’t ever put me out again I'm glowin oh whoa
So you can keep the diamond ring
It don’t mean nothing anyway
In fact you can keep everything yeah, yeah
Except for me
 So you can keep the diamond ring It don’t mean nothing anyway In fact you can keep everything yeah, yeah Except for me


[Chorus]This is the part of me No Away from me No This is the part of me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me… No Throw your sticks and your stones, throw your bombs and your blows But you are not gonna break my soul
This is the part of me
That you  This is the part of me That you are never gonna ever take away from me, no

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