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I woke up lookin’ like a half-charged phone,

Mascara smudged like I fought a cyclone.

Poured my coffee, spilled half on my hood—

Looked in the mirror like… damn, I’m good.

Yeah, I’m that perfect mix of cute + confused,

A walking blooper reel with attitude.

My life is messy, misunderstood—

But guess what, babe? Damn, I’m good.

Damn, I’m good — even when I fall on my face,

Damn, I’m good — still the princess of this place.

Trip on my boots, laugh where I stood,

World tries to break me but damn… I’m good.

Damn… I’M GOOD.

Yeah babe… I’M GOOD.

(BIG FINAL HIT)

Damn… I’M GOOD.

Yeah babe… I’M GOOD.

Got that “oops, I did it again” routine,

With punk-rock eyeliner sharp and mean.

Chaos is my brand — misunderstood—

But I wear it proud— damn, I’m good.

Yeah, I’m the glitter bomb that never behaves,

Cute little menace you secretly crave.

I turn my flaws into Hollywood—

Baby, I swear— damn, I’m good.

Damn, I’m good — even when my plans explode,

Damn, I’m good — still the queen of my own road.

Laugh through the noise, just like I should—

Storm in my veins but damn… I’m good.

Laugh through the noise, just like I should—

Storm in my veins but damn… I’m good.

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Mirror, mirror, messy hair,

Tell me lies I love to hear.

“I’m a spark,” “I’m firewood,”

Say it louder… DAMN, I’M GOOD.

Damn, I’m good — turning heartbreak into art,

Damn, I’m good — with my chaos and my heart,

Damn, I’m good — turning messes into spark,

Damn, I’m good — even shining in the dark!

Damn, I’m good — every stumble makes me tough,

Damn, I’m good — cute disaster’s not enough,

Damn, I’m good — with my boots and attitude,

Damn, I’m good — baby, don’t get it confused!

Damn, I’m good — all my flaws are part of me,

Damn, I’m good — I’m exactly meant to be,

Damn, I’m good — world can doubt me all it should…

Damn, I’m good — and they know it in their blood!

(BIG FINAL HIT)

Damn… I’M GOOD.

Yeah babe… I’M GOOD.