HANNAH:
There’s a dhahabu frame
That sits kwa the window
And my moyo breaks
A little zaidi each time I try
To picture the memory inside

BILLY ray CYRUS:
There’s a notebook
It’s too hard to read it
But if wewe look
You’d see how wewe look through my eyes

HANNAH & BILLY ray CYRUS:
But now one zaidi chapter’s gone by, and I know…

It’s time to songesha on
Even though I’m not ready
I’ve got to be strong
And trust where you’re heading
HANNAH:
Even though it’s not easy
BILLY ray CYRUS:
It’s not easy
HANNAH & BILLY ray CYRUS:
Right now the right kind of love
Is a upendo that lets go
Go

HANNAH:
There’s an...

Huh
Whatever will be, will be

Delete me from your friends
I don’t care what wewe think
Let’s forget we ever met
Don’t wewe worry ‘bout me
So sick to my stomach when I think about the wasted time we spent together
Planning on forever, whatever
Cheat me once shame on wewe - cheat me twice shame on me
I’m an idiot that I couldn’t see what’s underneath
That beautiful face - thought these were my worst days
But surprise, surprise I’m doing just fine, woo

Ahhhh, que sera, sera
Ahhhh, que sera, sera
Whatever comes, I’ll be okay
Whatever life throws my way
You wish I’d hurt, but I’m free as a bird...

Boom clap, boom de clap, de clap
Boom, boom clap, boom de clap, de clap
Boom, boom clap, boom de clap, de clap
Boom, boom clap, boom de clap, de clap
Try it with me here we go
Boom, boom clap, boom de clap, de clap
That’s right, boom de clap, de clap
Boom, boom clap, boom de clap, de clap

One, two, three
Everybody come on, off your seats
I’m gonna tell wewe ‘bout a beat
That’s gonna make wewe songesha your feet

I’ll give the bar-b-cue
Show and tell wewe how to move
If you’re 5 au 82, this is something wewe can do
Pop it, lock it, polka dot it
Countrify then hip hop it
Put your hawk in the sky, songesha side...

Oh, yeah
C'mon
You get the limo out front
Hottest style, every shoe, every color
Yeah when you're famous it can be kinda fun
It's really wewe but no one ever discovers

In some ways you're just like all your friends
But on stage you're a star

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then wewe rock out the show
You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together
And wewe know wewe got the best of both worlds

The best of both worlds
Yeah
You go to movie premiers (Was that Orlando Bloom)
Here your songs on the radio
Livin' two lives is a little weird (Yeah)
But school's cool 'cause nobody knows

Yeah...

Over the summer, while my parents and my sister was gone, i got a call. When i picked it up, some asshole was saying shit like you're gay, everybody hates you, and you'll never be shit. I knew who it was, so i went off on him. I hung up, put on the Sickpupies song Streetfighter on my ipod and i tried to set the house on fire. I packed my shit, got a cab to the airport. Since i didn't have any money, i walked from lambert airport to Belnor where some nigger stoled my ipod thinking it had Lil Booshie on it. It was night time i needed a ride to L.A. That's where i was going so that i could possibly...

Ok, even though Miley is turning into a slut, I still upendo her. I pray for her almost every night that she'll get out of this slutness. I even have dreams about her. But she'll never want to be with a guy like me. I'm a little insane I guess. When people meet me and know who I am, even my close friends, they're like "Oh man you're gay!" just because I like Miley Cyrus and I listen to her music. I tell people that Im gonna marry her but they just say" When Miley Cyrus sees you, she'll scream and beat the shit out of you." In the 8th grade, I finally got tired of it. For years, people have been...

Every weeks the same
Stuck in school so lame
My parents say that im lazy
Getting up at 8 is crazy

Time in school, what to do
Do unfair
So uncool

Days too long
And im holding on
Till I hear the kengele ring

Cuz it's the time when
The time when

Were gonna Breakout
Let the party start
Were gonna stay out
Gonna break some hearts

Were gonna dance till the dance floor falls apart
Uh oh, all over again.
Were gonna wakeup everyone we know
Were gonna have some fun, gonna loose control

Feels so good, to let go-oh-oh.

Hangout, its something we like to do
With my friends, every mess were into HA
These are the last songs that we...

I'm zaidi than just
Your average girl

I'd like to turn me up
And onyesha the world

Aw yea

Cuz some can talk to the talk
But this girl just wants to rock

I'm individual
I'm not like anyone

I can be glam-or-ous
Just like wewe see in all the magazines

I can be cool as ice
Or anything I wanna be

Who said, who said
I can't be Superman
I say, I say
That I know I can

Who said, who said
I won't be President
I say, I say
You ain't seen nothin' yet

Aw yea
Yeaaaa

You wanna make some noise
Every girl has her choice

To lead their own parade
I do it my way

Ooooww...

I can be somethin' sweet
Or louder than the radio
Louder than the radio

I...