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Pop my pimple, pop pop!
But you can’t pop my confidence, never stop!
Cute little dreams in my heart go boom,
Kira Kira nights beneath the moon.
Pop my pimple, pop pop!
Still walking like I’m on the top.
Even with a little breakout glow,
I still shine everywhere I go.
Mirror saying, “Boy, look fine,”
Dreams too big for one small mind.
Tiny red spot? That’s okay.
I still sparkle every day.
Brush it off like whoosh!
No shame, I keep the push.
Perfect skin? Maybe no.
But my light still steals the show.
Pop pop! Still that boy.
Dreams so loud they can’t destroy.
Kira Kira in my eyes tonight,
Turning little hopes into city lights.
Snap that pic, click click.
Laugh with me and dance real quick.
Confidence ain’t bought in stores.
Built from dreams and so much more.
Pop pop! Still that boy.
Dreams so loud they can’t destroy.
Kira Kira in my eyes tonight,
Turning little hopes into city lights.
Snap that pic, click click.
Laugh with me and dance real quick.
Confidence ain’t bought in stores.
Built from dreams and so much more.
