| Don’t you let them steal away your magic |
| Hold it close |
| And don’t you let it go |
| Close your eyes and you will find your magic |
| It’s there inside your soul |
| Your magic |
| When your alone you feel no shame |
| Like you could do anything |
| But when everyone’s around, your feelings not the same |
| Cause they judge and say things, that only bring blame |
| So you hide inside the lie, but you wishing for a change |
| Being who you have to be for those who have to be |
| Yeah your friends till' the end if you pretend and mislead |
| You smile in their face, and then frown behind their back |
| Yeah mad at the world, and you tired of the flack |
| So you keep up, the need of, pleasing other people |
| Feeling insecure |
| Unsure who really needs ya' |
| Questioning your efficient |
| How you look |
| What you wear |
| Ashamed of who you are |
| It’s hard for you to care |
| You just want approval |
| Carrying the weight, of being overweight and out of shape and feeling out of |
| place |
| What happens to the magic? |
| Excitement comes and passes |
| Tragic that it’s hard |
| So from the bottom of my heart |
| I say |
| Don’t you let them steal away your magic |
| Hold it close |
| And don’t you let it go |
| Close your eyes and you will find your magic |
| It’s there inside your soul |
| Your magic |
| You’re beautiful |
| Don’t let nobody tell you otherwise |
| A vision of precision |
| Don’t you listen to them other guys |
| Down to tell another lie |
| Bound to leave you traumatized |
| Down to side, the worst feeling |
| Wishing for another life |
| Customized, body if a model they would fondle |
| Instead of being thick like a novel |
| Read between the lines |
| Staring at your magazines, and wishing that was you |
| So your wearing half them pair O' jeans, and wishing for the shoes |
| Cause you just want to fit |
| Fit in, fit them, fit clothes, and be fit, but I say forget them |
| There’s more to you than looks, but with your outlook |
| It’s hard to see |
| You need a new pair of eyes to see |
| You can hardly see |
| Your the best you’ll ever |
| They’ll never, be another you |
| You were made special |
| Don’t you settle for a substitute |
| Easier said than done |
| But it’s so worth it |
| So tell em' at the end you’ve been changed |
| It’s worthless |
| Don’t you let them steal away your magic |
| Hold it close |
| And don’t you let it go |
| Close your eyes and you will find your magic |
| It’s there inside your soul |
| Your magic |